I sort of lied with my last post. I am going to talk about myself again. I said I wouldn’t and here I am writing another post about me. You see, way back in July I entered a contest on Wattpad called So You Think You Can Write ( #sytycw15 ) by Harlequin – the publisher. I did it on a whim, using the start of a manuscript I began a year earlier but never got past the first few chapters. Figuring this would give the jumpstart I need to finish it.
It did just that. I finished it and at times I didn’t want to. There was so much on my plate – the boys, other books I had planned on writing, planning a release for the fall, etc. But something happened. I got some fans of the story.
That’s the great thing about Wattpad. Readers can leave messages after each chapter. Give you advice or the encouragement you need to keep going. They did that. As I floundered my way through the story and Wattpad itself (still don’t know what I am doing half the time on that platform) they supported me.
Not just that, but they opened my crazy author eyes to the fact I had some pretty awesome characters in this tale I was weaving. By looking at it through their eyes I saw what propelled me a year ago to start the story to begin with: A woman struggling to find the truth of what love is and a man who is worried what love will bring to his life. Also, it involves lots of desserts so it almost had to be written on that fact alone.
To make a very long story short, I made the Top 55 of the So You Think You Can Write contest. Did I think that would happen? Yes and no. There were times I felt confident, my chest inflated from the love and support from the readers. Then there were times I doubted I would even come close, wondering if I was wasting my time as a writer to begin with. I think every writer struggles with that from time to time. Even now, as a Top 55 finalist you would think I would be on cloud nine, but all those insecurities are just that much more raw, like a cut that scabbed over only to be picked at and become sore once more.
I wonder about the other writers who didn’t make it, thinking that could have easily been me. Shoot that has been me before. I remember so many times in life where I put my heart and soul into something only to overlooked or not deemed good enough. There is no silver lining, it just sucks. They worked just as hard, felt they were more than equal to make the Top 55. And the thing is, they were, they are.
This just wasn’t their moment and while that feels crappy, it is meant to be. As I told a good friend of mine who made it to the top three auditioning for Saturday Night Live (I used to do Improv – talk about instant feedback) but ultimately didn’t make it, it just means her moment will be that much sweeter and this moment she will be thankful didn’t happen because it would have meant she would miss the amazing opportunity that was meant to be.
As for me, who knows if I will make it to the next level? My fans and friends have come out like gangbusters to support me and I think, even if I don’t get to the next level or win I feel like I have already won for that alone. To know I have such love and support is the best feeling in the world. Seriously. As a fan myself of so many talented authors, the ones that stick out the most to me, the ones that I would go to the ends of the earth for, are the ones that reach out. They take a moment out of their busy day and support others, thank their fans and jump for joy when others have a good thing happen to them. So when they tell everyone they couldn’t have done it without them, I believe them and totally understand where they are coming from now. It’s so true. Support is worth so much!
Thank you for your help so far.
If you do wish to help me get to the Top 25, just click HERE and vote for Part 1 of my story That Sweet Deal. Just click the star icon to vote! I appreciate anything you can do.