Today is a special day. It’s a special anniversary, at least for me. It’s the anniversary of the day that I started writing the story that originally became Woven.
I tell the story every year about how it was the story of Woven that helped me become a writer again. So I won’t go into that again.
I want to talk today instead about perseverance.
I’ve been writing Woven for four years now. In four years I’ve published two books in the series and written four. I’ve gone through all the ups and downs of publishing, and continue to do so. All along the way, I’ve never had faith in myself.
I never thought I would finish the rough draft for Broken Patterns.
I never thought I would finish the book once I started editing it.
I never thought I would find a publisher.
I never thought I’d sell a copy to anyone but my relatives.
But I kept writing anyway because I decided that writing was worth it, even if I never got published. Writing is still worth it, even though I’m still not making any money doing it. Making money has never been the point, after all.
It’s always been about the story. It’s still about the story, four books later. It will always be about the story.
Keep writing your stories, my friends. Keep trying, keep sending your stories out to agents and publishers. Keep writing, even if you don’t think it will go anywhere.