This industry isn’t for the faint of heart. At least, not if you want to get published.
You have to withstand many things in order to succeed: lackadaisical muses, evil reviewers, notoriously difficult gatekeepers, faulty hard drives, killer competition, and–worst of all–the fickle reading public.
Most of the time, I’m able to meet these challenges head on, with my enthusiasm and optimism in check.
But for some reason, May got me down. Hell, May body-slammed me into the pavement and then ground my face into the dirt.
I’m not sure why. May was also the month when my first published book was released. Lots of people told me they bought it. A few of them probably did. I received a bunch of awesome reviews (and a nasty one). The whole month was a big love fest, as far as my writing was concerned.
Then why on earth was I feeling so blue?
It all started when a fellow author hit it big with a self-published best seller. Ordinarily, this wouldn’t bother me, but for some reason it did this time. Maybe because I know the author, if only vaguely.
And then two agents ripped one of my query letters apart. I’d paid for the pleasure and I knew the letter sucked, but that didn’t make it any easier to hear. Even when one of them asked for the full manuscript, my wounds were still smarting.
Again, something that I’d normally take in stride. So what was wrong with me?
To make matters worse, a lot of writers in my community started talking numbers. And let’s just say the numbers weren’t good. Certainly not “quit that day job” good. Which I’d already done, back in 2012. There were tales of other books in other genres making authors a living practically overnight. It was enough to make me hide under my bed and weep for the beleaguered horror genre…almost.
In the middle of it all, that nasty voice at the back of my brain spoke up.
“Maybe you should just quit,” it said. “After all, what’s the point? You’re never going to make a living at this. No one reads horror. Especially your horror.”
I did everything I could to feel better. I went for daily runs. I started gardening again. I hung out with friends. I saw live music. I discussed my feelings with The Boy. I indulged in too much comfort food.
Nothing worked, but you know what did?
Writing. As soon as I returned to my book, weary and discouraged and depressed, I began to feel better. And by the time I started a new book, I was ecstatic.
Writing is the answer. It’s always been the answer. Whether anyone wants to read horror or not. 🙂
What makes you feel like giving up? What keeps you going when that happens? Hope everyone had a much better May than I did!
You probably already know Patricia Lynne from the IWSG and the A to Z Challenge. Be sure to check out her new release!
They must fight to stay on the path.
Joe embraces his duty without fear or hesitation, always ready for the next battle. But the path has never been easy. With Michael’s return, they uncover a truth more dangerous than they ever imagined. Their enemy plans to unleash the devil himself, Lucifer. Help comes in the form of an unlikely alley: a member of the fallen.
Mariangela is trying to make amends by protecting the child she is carrying. After blindly following Lucifer in the rebellion, her misguided allegiance came with a price: banishment from heaven. Now, as she strives for forgiveness in the human world, she must fight to prevent Uriel, a fallen archangel, from using her child to free evil from Hell.
The path becomes a battleground, one which may already be lost.
Amazon Link: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00WYJ3J08
Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25453774-jophie