There are moments in the writing of a novel which become D-Days. The first calendar occasion is of course a writing day; the first sentence, the first paragraph, the first page – that is what it is like as an astronaut walking to Cape Canaveral and seeing your mode of transport to work perched there like a giant cactus.
The next – and a long way apart – is the finishing of your first novel after many, many drafts and re-writes. Occasionally this might be interrupted by an internal exuberance that occurs on a certain passages of wordplay. That self-centred day is hardy filled with glitter and why D-Day two is the actual finishing of your novel…and from there the world is your oyster. You finally have something that is worth millions of opinions.
Alas, there’s more hard work to do. Finding an agent perhaps, cover letters, a brief synopsis and then the realisation that you have to begin writing your next novel. Please, someone, take up this slack.
The greatest day of all is the one where you get the call to tell you that all the stress is being taken out of your efforts and that your book is going to be published by an expert in these matters. Phew!
On the Monopoly board of success, you have passed ‘Go’ and have saved yourself from the torture of doing any form of marketing all on your own. The presence to offer up yourself to be interviewed for the press is no hard shakes against the circumvention of book formatting, e-Kindle and social media – publishing is a wonderful land, an avatar of joy.
So, my D-Day three is arriving on May 2nd 2018. No need to stress about me launching anything as Syrian Heart goes public with someone else – a publisher – doing what they do.
If you do see the book on any bookshelf then please flick through. If the corners get damaged the retailer rarely returns it to the publisher – book sold.
That day belongs to all authors. Good luck and keep writing.