Letting go of a finished manuscript is rather painful, at least for me. In a way, preparing for a new release is sort of like giving birth-plenty of anxiety and wonder. Is anyone going to like it? What should or could have been done differently? Was it ready to go out? Will it ever be ready to go out?
That is all part of the writing process, the editing process, correcting the editing process, another read through, going back to the editor, and final read through...you get the drift-a seemingly never ending process. At some point one has to give ‘birth’ and let it go.
Once you give birth, the trepidation begins, and it truly is sort of like giving birth. The wonder of the little person you brought into the world sinks in and then overwhelming terror grips you. The tremendous responsibility for that precious life you have assumed as a parent will last for the rest of your life. Now that is commitment.
At the onset, releasing a new book is giving birth to a new project, but it is only a story and once the butterflies settle down, and rationality prevails, the hope is that readers will enjoy the tale, and feel happy after they read it. It is after all a story, and not a lifetime commitment to parenthood. It may just feel like it for a brief moment.
A Hotel in Paris
A Hotel in Bath
A Fire Within