I’m writing this post from my hotel room in Las Vegas. Not because I’d intended to, but because I forgot to write it before I left home. The funny thing is, with a good imagination, it’s easy to find a number of parallels between writing and visiting Sin City. Or, perhaps I’ve just OD’d on the bright lights.
Whichever, here are my thoughts …
Surely we must get tired of being fawned over and treated like celebrities. Hang on … let me get this load of laundry in before I get back to my stubborn heroine and infuriating hero.
It’s a Sure Thing – Like Las Vegas, writing is a crap shoot. We assume our time and creativity will reap rewards. Yet, as every writer or gambler knows, there are no guarantees. We may toil for months on a project only to have the intended line fold just before we’re done. Or, worse yet, our baby gets a form rejection. Either way, we’re on the losing end and have to find another way to recoup our investment.
It’s Like a Carousel – We go round and round: first drafts, edits, submission, more edits, galley proofs. Sometimes we want to get off. Sometimes we happily enjoy the ride. Either way, we long to see a finished project as beautiful as the famous flower carousel at the Wynn!
Just remember – completion of your novel, like the carousel ride, comes after many successful spins.
It Has It’s Own Reward – Money is nice too. You’ll never hear a slot or poker player saying “I’m just happy to play the game. I don’t have to actually win.” Sorry, but an advance and/or royalties are the preferred bottom line!
Not to mention reviews. We LOVE reviews!
It Just Happens – Like Vegas’ iconic slogan, what happens during your personal writing process is between you and your characters. Nobody needs to know your heroine was a pain in the butt the entire time. Or, your spouse doesn’t need to know WHO you fantasized about while creating your hero. Your publisher doesn’t need to know you re-wrote the major love scene five times.
All anyone needs to know is that you created one darned fine book! The rest is between you and your computer.
Time to get back to the casino. I’m sure I hear a slot machine calling my name. Until my next turn on the Wednesday blogger’s merry-go-round, all you authors out there keep writing. And readers, please keep reading. You are the reason we jump on this crazy ride!