The Life of a Writer
So you want to become a writer?
Congrats! You’re about to find out that things are not as simple as
you thought. And just in case you think you’ve written a
masterpiece, think again.
At first, dedicating several hours to your work seems fun,
satisfying, even invigorating. Writing becomes a delightful process,
a catharsis for all your thoughts and words that were bursting to
come out of you. There are characters that are waiting to be born, to
give their speeches and change lives. There is a story to tell, but
more importantly, one you kind of want to live.
A world is creating in your mind, one you’re in complete control
of. Seems so appealing, right? The whole writing process seems like
such an important task that only you can spearhead. Everything
depends on your nimble fingers, and your scurrying mind.
Then when you write the very last word, punctuate it and sit
back...there couldn’t be a greater feeling. You’re proud of
yourself for spending days, months, dedicated to your work. It is
such an important work, after all. If you hadn’t done it, your
characters would be imprisoned in the corner of your mind. You helped
them escape. You gave them the breath of life.
You didn’t even know these characters before, now you’re super
protective about them. They are your friends, family, everything.
They were with you throughout the whole period of your writing
process. You may have nurtured them, but they were the ones who let
you control them and supported you. Without their submission, you
wouldn’t have been able to manipulate them into the lives you chose
for them.
So there it is, thousands of words of your story. Yes, somewhere in
the midst of all those sentences, a little bit of you has crept in.
You didn’t mean to, of course. It was someone else’s story. Not
yours.
Yet, as you go through some of the lines, you find that you can
relate to your own writing and that is not only because you wrote the
story, it’s because you influenced it.
One of the characters, suddenly becomes too familiar. The
protagonist, usually. It’s you! You let some of your
characteristics seep into a fictional person.
Never mind. You’re an amazing person with an equally amazing
personality. So what if people find some of your secrets in the
story. They don’t know all of you and will think it’s just a
clever twist you put into your stories.
Then comes the agonizing part where you have to wait. Leave that
precious story lying on the laptop (after making copies of it for
security reasons, of course) and wait for a few days before doing a
bit of your own editing work. You don’t want to send the first
draft of your story out to any publisher. It’s a rookie mistake and
you don’t want to be the one who is guilty of it.
A few days later, you open up the document and start reading it, but
not as a reader, but someone who is acting like a detective, looking
for faults. You know the story by heart, so reading it just like that
isn’t important to you. You want to send it out and it’s time you
push away the artist and bring in the businessperson inside you.
You want to create a work that is sale-able and the first step is to
omit all mistakes.
The first paragraph itself, throws you back. There is a misspelled
word your software didn’t catch. You change it and realize the
grammar of the next sentence is all wrong.
You change all that, heart thudding violently in your chest. The
second paragraph is a lot better, there are absolutely no mistakes
your prying eyes can find. So is the third. The fourth has a tiny
mistake in the sentence structure, but it is easily amended.
By the time you reach the end of your first chapter, you realize you
didn’t add dialogue at all. I mean, the character was just waiting
to be able to speak and you hadn’t given them a chance.
You go back. Dialogue is essential, but it was okay that it wasn’t
inserted in the first paragraph. You want to set the story before the
characters start speaking.
Changes are made, tentatively. You don’t want to lose the tone you
had set for the story. It takes time, days, before you finally go
through your manuscript and rectify the errors you found.
Now, it’s time to send it out! You have already shortlisted some
publishers and start composing an email. However, the publisher’s
site warns of following their guidelines closely. Or your proposal
will not be considered.
Confident of your abilities as a writer, you click on the link and
feel your jaw drop. Nope, your manuscript doesn’t fit the
guidelines at all. Your font is all wrong, the font size is larger
than was required and uh oh, you added page numbers.
You open up your document, quickly make the changes. Select all,
change size and font. Okay, it’s done. That was easy. You read the
guidelines once more, find a few other things required. Indents, page
breaks, bold chapter headings. Now, that’s a little complicated,
but you manage nevertheless. It takes more time though.
In the other window, your email is still open and the cover letter is
waiting for an attached file. You get all ready to send the email
when you find that the publisher only wants the first three chapters.
Groaning inwardly, you select the first three chapters, open up
another document, save it, only to find you saved it in the wrong
format.
“I hate this!” you yell at your computer screen. More curses are
muttered at the innocent screen and finally, you attach your sample
and hit send.
Three months. That is how long you’ll have to wait to get a reply
from the publishers. No simultaneous submissions, it says too. But
you’re a rule breaker and send it off to the other publishers. Some
of them have the same guidelines, others just want you to make minor
changes. Some have written explicitly to send only via an agent. But
you had already drafted an email to them!!!
You cancel it all. And start looking for other publishers. Three
months is a long wait, after all.
Time passes agonizingly slow and in the meantime you consider
starting work on another story, certain and confident, that one of
the publishers will offer you a contract and will want to see your
other work.
Three months pass, no replies. I mean, a few publishers had mentioned
that they would respond only if they were interested. You start
losing hope. The new story you started, is looked upon with doubt.
Perhaps you weren’t such a great writer as you thought you were.
Days pass and you continue work on your other story. It’s a helpful
distraction if anything. Then an email pops up. It’s from a
publisher!!!!
You scan through it, just looking for the attached contract.
Unfortunately, there isn’t one. You’re manuscript has been
rejected.
It feels like a punch to your chest. You can’t breathe and your
heart gets heavy. Inside your mind, you taunt yourself- Ha! I knew
you sucked as a writer!
You don’t take rejections well. For two days, you sulk. The second
story you started is at risk of being sent to the recycle bin. It
probably is as bad as the first. You don’t want to tell your
friends and family that you’ve been rejected; they will make fun of
your talent.
On the third day, you tell yourself that you did send it off to ten
other publishers. Someone would respond positively. Till then, you
start work on your next masterpiece. The publisher who rejected you
will rue turning you down, you think. You will be published and
become famous and that poor publisher will live with the guilt
forever.
This renewed hope adds to your enthusiasm to work on your story
again. Days pass, and the rejection is forgotten. You’re in the
middle of the best story you’ve ever written. The first one doesn’t
compare to this masterpiece. No wonder the publisher rejected it.
Another email pops up. It is from the other publisher and it’s
another rejection. This time you don’t fall into despair. You’ve
already forgotten what your first book is about. The second one is
way, way better.
The next day you receive another rejection and by evening, it’s
another one.
You don’t take two rejections on one day, very well. At night,
you’re in tears. You’ve failed. No matter how good your book and
your writing is, you lack the luck to get ahead in the business. The
second story must suck too, you think.
The next morning, you don’t write. You’re struck with writer’s
block and you want to spend more time moping. There is another email
waiting and without opening the email, you know it is a rejection.
It’s in the subject line after all.
You look out the window, ponder on what a cruel world you live in and
how things just never work out for you.
The next day, you think, what the hell, I’ll finish my second story
and hope that it sells. If it does, excellent, if it doesn’t, who
cares anymore.
Six months later, your second manuscript is ready and polished after
a grueling editing process. It is longer than the first, but you
feel, better than the first.
You start sending it out and a week later receive a rejection. Before
you fall into depression, you read the whole email and find out it is
for the first book. Your hopes don’t crash and burn just yet.
By the time the year ends, you’ve received nine rejections and one
acceptance for your first book. The offer is terrible and you will
never make any money, but at least it will be published in several
platforms.
The second...guess what? It finally gets an acceptance from the
publisher you want to work with!!! In just a month after you sent it.
You’re jumping with joy, dancing and signing the contract with so
much pride. You dangle your acceptance letter in front of your
friends and family and start working with the editor assigned to you.
There are so many things you overlooked, so many errors, but you are
patient with the advise you receive from your editor. They are
helping you after all even if it feels like they are attacking the
story you put so much energy into.
It’s time for the release. You’ve done all you think you needed
to. Except what you didn’t envision is the hard work you are going
to have to put in to promote your book. That leaves very little time
to work on the third book you had started. But this is important- you
need to sell your books.
You put in exhausting hours promoting your baby, your book, only to
find that by the end of the month, you’ve sold none. Second month-
someone bought your book. Just one person.
The third book you had started is put away for the time being because
your first book requires some attention too. It’s an ebook and you
are competing with thousands of other writers, some who are offering
their books for free. You’re doomed.
Every night, you fall into deep slumber, exhausted from giving your
mind a proper workout. You are promoting two books at once while
writing a third. Your brain feels ready to explode.
You’re torn between two books you want to give your attention to,
plus the publisher advises to start a blog or author’s website. You
have to regularly blog now as well. More traffic to your blog means
more people are exposed to your book.
By the end of another quarter, your second book was sold just once,
but your first one managed to find five readers. Yes!
You don’t get paid because enough hasn’t been accumulated into
your account, but you bask in the fact that someone out there, is
reading your book, your masterpiece.
And one day, one of your books will find its way into the bestsellers
list. You are a writer, you are gifted with a powerful imagination,
after all.
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