Post-partum Anxiety
Now comes the hard part. The Heart’s History
is officially out there—no more edits, no more opportunities to stuff it back
into a drawer while I rethink the whole thing. All I can do now is sit back and hope people like it.
I don’t remember if I felt this way the first time, when Chemistry came out.
Maybe publishing a book is like childbirth: if you could remember the
pain, you'd never do it again. And
so I just keep my fingers crossed as my baby takes its first steps without me,
praying my parenting was sufficient to prepare it for the world.
Rumor has it that even Madonna has stage fright. So I’m in good company when my stomach
churns at the thought of publicity, or opening a Website where a review of the
book might be lurking. It’s
ironic, really: the very word publish means “to make public.” If I’m so worried about what people are going to think, then
what am I doing in this situation in the first place? It’s not as if somebody held me at gunpoint and forced me to
publish my work.
Madonna, of course, makes millions from her work: with that kind of motivation, stage
fright should be an easy opponent.
Most writers, however, don’t really do it for the money. Okay, maybe we do it for the dream of
money, but all the people I know who’ve struck it rich from their writing could
fit comfortably into my coat closet.
In the end, the cliché is true: writing, like every art, is ultimately about
self-expression. Sure, I could
keep everything in that overstuffed drawer, but once in a while, it’s nice to
let some of it out. And sometimes
there are unexpected benefits: The
most gratifying thing about publishing Chemistry was hearing from readers who had loved ones suffering from mental
illness; reading the book allowed them to open up about their own
experiences.
Labels: anxiety, Heart's History, Madonna, post-partum, publishing
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