Last night I attended my first meeting with the Utah League of writers (bet you didn't know writers are in league with each other) and it was really informative and great to meet other writers in the same area.
It's funny how you can feel like you are a writer (which I say - as long as your writing, you are) yet really know very little about the writing community. I am just starting to learn about what's out there in the writer world and it's a little overwhelming.
There are thousands of people out there, if not hundreds of thousands of people, who are writing novels. Many of those are writing in the same genre that you are, and so few even get a real break when it comes to book sales.
It's all very discouraging.
I've asked myself before, is it really even worth it to continue on? Now I'm asking it again.
For once I am really looking inside myself and asking, can I handle the pressure? I'm just one person, who has never really been that successful at anything. What makes me think it will be different this time around?
Then this morning I got up and checked Facebook as I always do. Here, a friend reminded me of something we had talked about the other day. It was an article he wrote about the law of the Harvest.
Of course everyone has heard, you reap what you sow, and everyone knows that means your going to get what you plant. But the thing he said that really struck me was this, you reap what you sow in a different season.
So right now I'm in the spring of my writing career. I'm just starting to plant the seeds. Fall is long way off, and in that time I have to weed, and water, and weed, and water some more. Then, if I've put in the work, I will see some results. I can't guarantee I'll get a bumper crop, some of that is out of my control. But I can say that I will at least see some sprouting.
How can I succeed if I don't try? That's what I have to tell myself over and over, because if I stop then I will have failed. I will have never even given my seeds a chance.
This is my resolution. I am planting my seeds and working for my harvest, and I hope you'll join me. Let's not be among those sitting lawn chairs hoping something miraculous will happen. Instead, let us have hope that our work will someday bear fruit.