As many have said before, writing is a solitary profession. It can be lonely and depressing and--because the industry is such a non-stop-ever-changing-roller-coaster-ride--frustrating. That's why a writer needs to have friends. Not just your regular, everyday kind of friend, but writer friends. Friends who writer. No one else--not even your husband or mom or best friend since high school--will ever truly understand what you're going through.
You have to write a book to understand what it's like to have a character do something you didn't want them to do, or to know how bad it is when you get to page two-fifty and your bad guy suddenly dies. You have to have submitted your soul--aka your book--to contests and agents and editors to understand the kind of gut-wrenching emotion you feel when you find that reply in your mailbox or inbox. You have to have sold a book to understand that writing the book is only the beginning, that soon after there follows: revisions, second revisions, line-editing, copyediting, page-proofing, bio-writing, websites, MySpace, advertising, booksignings, speaking engagements, networking, proposals, option books, contracts, rejections, and million other things that suddenly take time away from writing--and I haven't even gotten to the stuff that happens after the book comes out!
So, this Thanksgiving season, I am beyond thankful for the other authors who have made my life a saner place:
- The members of RWA (Romance Writers of America) -- This is one of the best writing groups out there. Nine-thousand aspiring and published authors (not all write romance) who don't hesitate to share information.
- The members of West Houston RWA (my local chapter) -- When I went to my very first RWA meeting four years ago, the ladies of West Houston warmly welcomed me into their fold. They are the reason I moved back to Houston, after all, because I couldn't imagine a better group anywhere.
- The members of the BuzzBlog -- My sisters in YA. We're sharing this journey together and I can't imagine a better group to walk arm-in-arm into this crazy career.
OH. MY. GODS. (Dutton) May 2008