I like to hide from reality.
I mean, my reality is mess right now. I never know when I get up in the morning how much work/parenting I’m going to have to do. PH’s energy levels vary from “practically functional” to “zzzzzzz”. I almost always do the morning diapers/breakfast/clothes/school routine (although PH did handle things this morning, giving me the first sleep in I have had in many moons). Evenings, though, vary wildly. Sometimes he cooks dinner and puts the baby down. Other times I cook dinner and put both kids to sleep.
Then there’s work. I’m working part time at the vet clinic because I like a steady cash stream. But they’re always badgering me to work more. In dire circumstance, I agree, and then I feel guilty for putting more burden on PH. Other times, like today, I refuse and feel guilty and worthless for not being able to do my job.
On top of the clinic job, I’m supposed to be focusing on my dog training career. But I have extremely mixed feelings about my dog training. On the one hand, I enjoy teaching classes and helping people with their dogs privately… WHILE I AM DOING IT. The process of arranging appointments, booking appointments, calling back prospective clients etc etc fills me with crippling levels of anxiety.
So I haven’t been doing it much.
Instead of focusing on actually getting work, instead I’ve been focusing on a complete pipe-dream.
Remember when I first starting complaining about Twilight, and I made my Rowling vs Meyer rants? Well, for NaNoWriMo in 2012 I wrote a book which I intended to be a sort of Twilight parody, featuring a strong female character named Stella and a gentle zombie love interest named Howard.
But as I worked on it, it stopped being a parody and became a unique book in its own right. I got attached to Stella and Howie, and I realized that in order for it to be a true opposite of Twilight it would need to have a complex plot, three dimensional characters and so on. So I spent years and years achieving that.
After years of beta readers’ feedback and re-writes and re-re-writes and obsessive editing, I’ve decided to finally publish the thing. And so, when I should be out leaving flyers for my dog training business or working more hours at the clinic, I’ve spent it getting my book published.
It’s scheduled to come out in December. I have an author website, and a Facebook page, and an instagram account. I have it available for pre-order on kindle, and it’s listed on Goodreads. I’ve arranged a giveaway on The Militant Baker‘s website on November 30th. I am setting up advertising. I have it listed on Netgalley for review (hopefully they’ll be gentle – Netgalley readers are notoriously tough). I have mailed copies to the big pre-publication review houses.
Whenever I get a free moment I spend it on promoting my stupid feminist zombie book.
Because the thing is, what I really want to do is stay home and write all day. Not call people back about their dogs (as much as I love dogs) or work at a vet clinic. I love writing. That’s what I want to do.
Or at least, I think I do. So far, I have only gotten rave reviews on my book. I’ve emailed free copies to strangers and they have replied with enthusiasm. A complete stranger, who reviews books harshly from what I can tell from his Goodreads account, said my book “far surpasses what it was inspired by” and called it a “masterpiece” and that MADE MY DAY. Another, a children’s author who has won a bunch of awards from her book, said she stayed up all night reading it. And man, that got me through another day.
But if a rave review can make my day, what will a negative review do? Because I’ll get them. It’s a book full of swear words and feminism so some people out there are going to HATE IT. I like to think that I’ll be okay with it as long as people hate it for the right reasons (feminism) and not because they think I’m a hack.
I think that when it is finally published and more reviews come in, I’m in for an emotional rollercoaster.
But in the meantime, I am living in this dream world where my book could be adored by everyone and I could become a famous author and stay home and just write in a white room with a lovely view.
That makes much more sense than just, like, dealing with reality, right?
What’s “reality” anyway? I am a HUGE fan of yours, because of everything you have overcome and everything that you are still overcoming. The fact that (despite everything … or maybe because of it) you HAVE PUBLISHED A BOOK (which happens to be a “pipe dream” of mine too) makes you a SUPERSTAR, as far as I’m concerned! You’re tougher than you think you are, and you’re more talented than you think you are. I have no doubt that you will be very successful, and you *will* be able to leave your “day jobs” to live the life of a full-time author, because you have more than paid your dues, and you so DESERVE this!! Sending you lots of love and strength from Cape Town! xoxo Btw. CONGRATULATIONS FOR MAKING IT THIS FAR!! ❤
Thank you! But we don’t always get the life we necessarily deserve, so we’ll see. One thing is for sure – if I don’t make it, it won’t be because I didn’t try.
Jennifer @ WrittenByJennifer.com said:
Congratulations!! One day I want to make “published book author” my reality too.
Holy shit Batman, you’re published! That is wonderful! Mamma_Simona nailed it so I’ll just be lame and say ditto to that.
Oh my goodness. This. Is. Incredible! I have loved your blog for many years (although I haven’t visited it — or my own languishing blog — in too many months). I am so excited and happy for you that you’ve written a book and , presumably, stand a great chance of it being published and hopefully to rave reviews! It’s going to the top of my 200+ book-long to-read list, which I hope you take as an honor. I truly can’t wait! You don’t know me, but I’m going to tell everyone I’m reading an awesome book written by a friend once I get my hands on one. Congratulations!! What an accomplishment. Soon, anyway!
And totally agree with the first commenter. You are an incredible writer. I have less time in my life to read blogs than I once did, but yours is one of the very few I always return to. That is a testament to the skill in which you tell the stories of your every day life. I hope you are living your dream one day!