At the beginning of 2013, I wrote that I was going to spend the year creating. It’s taken NINE MONTHS to finish one of two picture book ideas I have.
Nine months to nurture and feed and develop and second guess this sing-songy kid’s book. And finally, after not being able to take it any longer, seeing it on my computer screen, dreaming about it at night, hearing it in my head, and talking about it incessantly, I did it. I birthed out that sucker, gave it a quick hug, and stuck it in the mail.
I submitted a manuscript to my dream publishing house. My expectations are low, knowing how the publishing industry takes at least six months to respond, and that’s only if they’re interested. But, I did it! And in six months, if I don’t hear back, I’ll send to another. And then, six months later, if I don’t hear back, I’ll send to another. And on, and on, and on, and on (I feel like I sound like Pee Wee Herman, when he’s talking about his lost bike in Pee Wee’s Big Adventure).
My oldest boy LOVES the story. He’s been requesting it as an afternoon read, and quoting it throughout the day. That’s all the confirmation I need that I created something special, and even if nothing comes of this silly story, I know it brought joy to my 3 year old. But hey, if a book publishing company likes it too, well…I’m ok with that!