Anyone can write a book. Put a pen to paper or get those fingers moving on your computer’s keyboard. Type or print or write a word. Then another. Now a sentence, then a paragraph, put together a chapter and repeat. Do this over and over again. At the end of it you will have a book. See? All it takes is time.
That’s the easy part.
The hard part is writing a book people want to read.
I finished what I hope is the final edit on my book yesterday. And I’ll be honest with you, the process was not easy. At some point you decide you want the story to be well told. And that meant I had to throw out most of what I had written and start again. The first version was a mere shadow of this final draft. Thank goodness.
And thank goodness I’ve had the help of so many people over the last year with the process. When the time comes I will spend hours writing the acknowledgment section of my book to make sure I include all those precious names. My heart has not forgotten one of you.
Here’s the sad part.
I have done what anyone could do. I wrote a book. No big deal. Anyone can do it.
Here’s the tough part.
The next step is to find an agent. And with luck, to find an agent that finds an interested publisher. Yes, I know there are other endless options but it all comes down to the same cold, hard fact: “Will someone want to read my book?” and maybe even more so: “Will enough someones want to read my book?”
That is the crazy making part.
It’s why I called my book “The Long Game.”