Someone asked me this week how my book was coming along and I actually had to pause. I was able to tell them that I rewritten the second half and I actually love it, which is extremely shocking for me. The person went on to ask me when I was going to take the next step and I have to admit that it felt like the room temperature jumped up about 30 degrees. (Since I know that not very many people read this blog, I feel like I can say this here.) I almost told the person that the reason why it has taken me so long to take the final plunge and get serious about finding a publishing company is because I am terrified.
Yes, people, I said it! I. AM. TERRIFIED! I am scared to see what I had spent so much time writing in print and out there for other people to read. I mean, yeah, I have posted chapters on here and had a couple people read my book, but I'm talking about it being available to the public! That thought alone scares the living hell out of me!
I honestly couldn't even tell you what excuse I gave this person, but the conversation alone has been nagging at me. I know that this is ridiculous, but it's true.