Getting pregnant is easy.
Imagine you have a beautiful baby, one that you love with
all of your heart, and everyone you show your baby to finds him less than
perfect, even if it is just a vague reference. "I prefer girl
babies." "Shouldn't he be walking by now?" "I think he is
only supposed to have two eyes." It wears on you, and at some point, even
the most loving mother becomes reluctant to show baby pictures. Not because she
doesn't love that child, but because she is tired of defending his perfection
to those that don't see it.
Of course, no-one else HAS to love your child, unless your goal for that child is to one day share his gifts with the world. That's
when things get tough. And if that baby is actually a book, that's when the
tough are quickly humbled.
I'm certain those that have never pursued this path have no
idea how hard it is to get a publishing contract for a book, and I won't even
go into the process, because it's enough to make the average, sane, person say,
'why would you do that?' For me, writing the book was easy; it's the 'what
comes next' that is difficult. Why? There are no real 'rules' for this part of
the game and for most, it does involve a lot of rejections. Almost everyone has to deal with them---J.K.
Rowling, Stephen King, the list goes on of the hundreds of rejections that many
famous authors received before they actually sold a book. As writers, we use
these examples to keep us going, but it doesn't really make it any easier.
That brings me to my book, They Call Me Crazy. I love the little three-eyed devil, and he'll
walk when he's damn well ready. But at some point, someone needs to love him
like I do or he'll never move out of the house.
My sweet little boy has made it through rounds of
acquisition editors, only to be killed in committee like a bad Schoolhouse Rock
video. He's been called a few bad names, but usually just a reference to
'somethin' ain't quite right about that kid'. My favorite rejection, ever,
being the editor that said, "I will buy the book when you get it
published, but we don't have room for it on our list."
Patience. Rejections. More patience. More rejections.
So what do we do? Keep showing the baby pictures, keep
entering our little guys in baby contests and never lose sight of the fact that
our babies are the most wonderful creatures they can be. And one day, someone will say, "My, what
a unique little guy he is!"
And it only takes one.