I write because I have stories to tell. I want to be published because I have stories to share.
I'm facing the dream today. No I didn't get "the call." But I did get something almost as valuable to an aspiring author--a revision letter. Revision letters from editors indicate interest; they indicate opportunity; they indicate that your book doesn't totally suck. The editor loved my voice and characters, but has a few issues with the plot in the second half. Plot? Plot I can fix. Squee!!!
So, now I get back to work on a book I had wanted to put to bed. One I wanted to sell, but I didn't want to work on it until it had publishing deadlines attached. Life is funny like that. Things never go as planned, but I am more than willing to adapt if I get one step closer to my dream.
This is scary, but I truly think any thing worthwhile has an element of fear attached to it.
Ah well, here's to being afraid.
What about any of you? Have you stumbled, stuttered or crumbled when you are faced with a dream? Something you thought you would never have? Tell me about it.