I’m not referring to something you can get a flu shot, prophylactically. I’m not talking about avoiding public places and spaces, riddled with germs and fingerprints due to the lack of proper housekeeping. I’m referring to my creation, my artistic baby- if you will.
I started writing Affliction back in 2010 as a means to avoid losing my sanity. Honestly, that was the kick-starter. While taking college courses full-time at a private, catholic school and working nights at a hospital- I needed a release. I had no idea what I would write, I just started writing. I felt I had control of my writing more so than any other aspect of my life so I took whatever time I had left and invested it. It may have only been 20 or 30 minutes at a time, in between psychology, biology and chemistry courses but I took that time and placed it. It’s amazing how creative one can become; how the urge to create can then supercede the urge to sleep or continue one’s own usual social life- no matter how sparingly that opportunity is. There is a lesson there. Go for what you want.
The year 2012 comes, it’s October and what began as a short story, evolved more into what you’ll be able to read now. I found a publisher after 12 rejections and a no-response after researching queries under the advice of my co-workers who read what I created and liked what they saw.
I bring that to you now.
It’s my first effort, my very first. It’s indeed like a baby you raise with the intentions of doing the best you can the whole time and then setting it off unto the world for it to gain it’s own experience…. I am the parent, lol.
I’ve learned an important lesson though. I’ve learned that I can fall in love with writing which includes the painful re-reads, edits, research and total submersion/submission into the topic entails. I’ve learned what the guilt of not writing for a few weeks at a time is like. I’ve learned the desire to write that comes along with it. I’ll learn a few lessons more about the business side of writing- particularly the business of letting people know that my writing exists. I see it not as a competition similar to Ford and Chrysler competing for the business of one car/SUV per household. I see it as something more unique than that but yet simpler because there is plenty of room for books on one’s bookshelf. I have to let you know that I exist. The decision to buy into the experience is up to you. Affliction is here and unlike the flu I hope you decide to catch it. 🙂