It sounds exciting and easy, "I'm going to write a book." Then, there's the actually writing it, which has many more tears than I'd like to admit. I thought that once I'd cross the finishing line of completeness it would be relaxing and just take care of itself. Nothing could have been further from the truth.
Even with a publishing company to support me, the amount of time it takes to get your book off the ground and into people's hands takes effort on an uncharted river that could be closely related to white water rafting. Every week there is a new goal to work on. This week is my Amazon Best Seller Campaign. This is where I have to promote myself, something I naturally don't like to do, in an effort to outsell books sold in one of ten different categories. Now these categories are through Amazon and I helped select them with my publisher, but I have only three days to achieve this goal. Today is day two. I haven't looked at the numbers yet, hoping and praying that when I do, it will be good.
Why you may ask is it so important? The message in the book is my vehicle to drive home important change with children at the center. There is nothing more important.
So while I repost my image again for what feels like the hundredth time on every social media outlet I have, I am reminded of the disequilibrium my professors talked so much about during my doctoral journey. Feeling uncomfortable in my stretch is the only way to grow as a person. I must be growing!
