"Sun reclines, eases my mind"
I am more nervous than ever as I hand out copies of the first draft. It's hard not to feel anxious when this story has been so much a part of my life for so long now I hardly remember it not existing. I love it, well for the most part I love what I want it to be and how others will take that I don't know and of course I always fear that people will simply humor me.
It's a true dilemma, I want the truth but I fear that I will be told that it is plain, uninteresting and poorly written. I am sure that is every author's fear for every piece of literature they write but it's gnawing at me now because I feel like I need to do more work. I could still make it better!
There comes a point you have to relinquish some control, I know, but it's incredibly hard. I know that no matter what I write there will be people that hate it, that comes with the territory but it's hard nonetheless, we always want the people we care about to care about the things that we do.
Only time will tell and I will have to do my best to keep myself distracted while this process occurs. It will take most of my determination to leave the book until at least one reader finishes, it's the waiting and anticipation that will kill me I am sure.
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