Edits

I’m in the weeds right now. Attempting to elaborate and define, explore and detail. In all the places where I thought I had given enough, there’s a little more to tweak, exchange, enhance. It can feel like I’m overegging it, but that’s how I like my eggs in the morning, in abundance.

This week I got to meet with my editor. This is the kind of thing that I’ve been dreaming of. Not just since my book was picked up but since I first picked apart the sequence of events needed to get something published. I won’t go into details but it was a really positive experience and before I asked if I could pocket some books, they told me I was welcome to take anything that took my fancy.

I have come to accept that I am not for everyone. My writing might not be for everyone. To have found myself with an agent who believes in me and supports me and to now be working with an editor who really gets what it is I’m trying to do, it’s genuinely the stuff of dreams. I have to remind myself that just a few years ago, this was the kind of lofty hopes that I had. Now I’m actually here.
I guess we have to think about my audience and how I find them or they find me. If you’re seeing this, hi. You’re my audience. I really appreciate you.

It’s less than a year until my debut comes out. There’s obviously a lot to do on it still but I’m excited. That and the follow up are heading in the right direction. I’m being given everything that I need and the expectations on me are helping shape it all.

I am in a position where I am excited by my life, by my work, by my people. What more could I ask for?