So writing a book is kinda crazy. It’s not the actual story that is so hard, at least not for me. It’s everything else that goes with it. Things you wouldn’t even think of. Getting permissions for writing, song lyrics, photos… seems endless. We’ve actually ARGUED over punctuation and capitalization.
Editing? Over and over and over again. I’m doing the seven millionth edit and I can’t believe I still find typos. Marketing is a whole other beast. And I mean a beast. Designing the cover, changing this, tweaking that. Over and over and over again.
Today, Brigette and I met with some key people at Hospice. My experience with Hospice was awesome when Tim was sick. But going to a not-for-profit organization to ask for assistance with a book that I am hoping to actually make a profit on, was a little scary. I want to be linked with them because it’s a natural fit, but I really didn’t know what to expect.
It was a truly great experience. They could not have been more friendly or helpful. “What else can we do for you?” “What other ways can we help you?” I couldn’t believe it. We walked out of there on cloud nine. We needed a boost with all the mundane jobs we have been tackling, and this did it. How great to have the support of such an amazing organization? Once again, I walked away from that building with hope in my heart. Just pulling into the parking lot can cause me to have stomach issues, but I left with a huge smile on my face.
A sweet day. Could use those every once in a while, know what I mean?