I'm not a patient woman.
But writing has taught me the importance of delayed gratification.
When I began writing, I had no concept of how long it took to publish a book. I wrote. I had faith I would be published. Out comes the book. In comes the royalties. Riiiiiiiiiiiiiight.
This past week I was finishing the edits on my first book, picking out cover art for my second book, and writing on my first erotica. Not a dollar in sight.
Next week I'll be sending out several queries on my Suspense and waiting to hear back from my publisher about the third book I've sent.
Okay. I confess. I write because I love it. Even if there were no monetary value involved, I'd be here tapping out thoughts and stories. Because I have to. It's who I am and what I do.
BUT...waiting? To hear back? And to see monetary compensation? It can drive an impatient woman up the wall.
A writer writes because he/she loves to do it. The greatest gratification comes from finishing the book. Knowing you're capable. Treasuring the words. And waiting.
Waiting for the call. The book. The readers.
And I can wait for that. It's worth it. And so am I.
3 months ago