If you know me, you know that I'm an extrovert. I'm pretty out-spoken, strive to be witty, love to be in charge, a bit of a control freak...all the usual characteristics.
The worst thing about being an extrovert is not getting applause for everything I do. My Christmas packages are perfect. My charcuterie boards are perfect. My beer label placement on our beer fridge is perfect. And I want everyone to admire my efforts. Egomaniac? Nah, I like attention, but I don't crave it and I'm not arrogant about it. Narcissist? Not really, I don't weaponize friendships to get a pat on the back and I don't destroy those who might overlook what I've accomplish. I'm just looking for affirmation.
Working on a book for more than a year - pouring your soul into it, squeezing words out of your head and onto a page, willing jokes to be gettable and funny, hoping your grammar and structure skills would make your English teachers proud- then having the guts to send it out into the universe requires giant, brass balls. Waiting for anyone to raise an eyebrow and show some interest is excruciating.
I've sent out queries, and I'm waiting for responses. So far, none. No rejections yet, but also no applause. I'm just looking for affirmation.
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