Right now I am filled with a whole lot of admiration for every single person who ever had the guts to climb out on a shaky limb and give their dream a shot. Tomorrow I’m going to a conference where I have an appointment to pitch to an agent. I’ve never done this before. (Actually, I have. But we’ll just pretend that other time didn’t happen.) This is the first time I’ve ever ventured out and tried to market my story.
This is a lot scarier than I bothered to imagine, mostly because it makes everything that I’ve been doing REAL. I’ve been taking serious strides toward this for over a year. It takes a lot of striding in order to create a novel. But you can baby-step it, one word at a time. Tomorrow is a giant leap. I’d like to imagine that I have the well-wishes of all the world’s giant leapers. Even if I don’t, I’m just going to pretend that I do.
And so, dear reader who is so kind to read my blog, if you are pondering taking a giant leap for yourself, know that you have all my best wishes.
Your Fellow Giant Leaper