In The Stands

It’s as though I am sitting in a packed stadium trying to decide if I alone have the ability to get the entire crowd to start the wave.

Moments of anticipation and fear, waves of words, sentences, paragraphs, and chapters led me to this point in time; but what will publication lead to?

As an author counting down the months to a published book that is exactly how I feel.  Will I stand up alone and wave my hands only to have those around me laugh?  Will a few stand up with me?  How many times will I attempt to start the wave before finally realizing the attempts are futile?  Or will magic happen.

I have no idea how many authors before me have felt that way prior to releasing their first book to the public.  For myself, there is a certain thrill that is only equaled by the process of writing a first draft.  Still, there is a part of me that says what will be, will be.  Keep moving forward and continue to write regardless of the outcome.  I think that is the right attitude to take in the end.

It has been a long time since I first stared at the blinking cursor and began this finished novel.  By completing the book I understand the journey is still only beginning.  Standing atop one mountain I see others waiting in the distance.  It’s a good thing I love to explore.