And just like that … I got published. At least this is how it looks now, after all those years of agonizing over writing, finding an agent, not finding a publisher, editing and then finding a micro-publisher after all.
Now my baby is born, sitting on my lap, all fresh-faced and smelling sweetly. I have to admit, I am smitten. Will and Dally have finally made it to paper. And for a moment it’s happily-ever-after.
But I also realize that by having finally physically born my brainchild, it means that it’s gone and out of my reach. Waddling out there on its own, with all its potential and all its flaws for others to enjoy and to judge, or simply to ignore. While I am condemned to watch from the sidelines, it’s going to fend on its own in a world that I imagine pretty much like the one in 300, only with hoards of unpredictable critics and readers.
This mixture of being proud and ecstatic and and anxious and sad all in one is one of the most intense feelings that I have experienced on my journey – the closest I got to “real” motherly feelings in my life, actually.
And that’s it for the cheese. There’s another book out there to finish. There’s another new country to explore.
And to all of you German speakers/readers out there – there’s a bloody book to read!
Order WIE DU MIR now and let me know what you think.