Some people start writing with one solitary goal in mind: Publication. They spend months, sometimes years, toiling over their manuscript, getting it just so, and then begin the horrific process of querying. It's a lot of work, but they don't mind, because one day their name will be prominently displayed on a book cover for all the world to see.

For a lot of writers, that is the dream.

I began writing to escape the chaotic life I'd been handed, and somewhere along the way, fell in love with the craft. I write books because I love to write books, and ultimately, that's all I want out of it—to write. I am perfectly content being locked away with my laptop and a case of Diet Coke, alone with my thoughts.

Yet, I am published. What a big, intimidating word. But it shouldn't be. "Published" is nothing more than a synonym for "hard work," and those of you who are published, or who are attempting to get published, can relate.

I wish I was a salesman. I wish I was charming, and outgoing, and always knew what to say. I wish my tongue didn't get tied every time I try to talk to strangers. I wish I could get up in front of people without my heart wanting to race right out of my chest. I wish I was better at selling myself, but I'm not.

I don't believe in doing something simply because that's the way it's always been done. I certainly don't adhere to that when I write, nor will I let it affect the way I choose to promote my books. Maybe I don't do things the way other authors do things, but I'm okay with that. I don't want to be other authors—I want to be me.

Michelle BredesonComment