It’s crazy maddening to have a baby growing inside and no way to push the screaming idea out. Some people I know have been pregnant with a book for decades and despite occasional Braxton-hicks they just get fatter and heavier every year.
It’s time to finally get that book written and published!
And do you know the best thing about this? Babies are not adults!
Your first book can be an infant. It can be weak and kind of ugly looking, and still be lovable and literally bursting with potential.
It’s often said that your first child is the most difficult. I agree 100%. I remember Larna and I with our first son, Luke. Seriously scary! The first picture of me holding little baby Luke in my arms is hilarious. I look like a deer caught in headlights.
And despite the difficulties and fears, more kids often follow.
The thing is, nature demands that a baby be born at the time appointed. An idea on the other hand can stay in the womb for a lifetime never see the light of day.
How many messages and magnificent histories, all of that experience and wisdom accumulated over time, leaves no legacy, no footprints in the sand to follow.
Screaming and Kicking
Your words are screaming and kicking within you to be expressed.
Stop pushing them back down!
Don’t hold them in!
Who cares what people will think? Nothing should stop you stepping out and sharing your worth and words. Without being out where people can learn from, benefit by, or be entertained and challenged through, the possibilities are literally zero that you’ll hit a bestseller.
Don’t overthink, don’t be bamboozled by the plethora of over-complicated courses teaching the 56-point system to an Amazon bestseller. Leave that on the shelf and just write. Write from your heart and get your thoughts on the page.
Make it public.
As you do, you’ll find your stride. You’ll discover your voice. You’ll learn that words are there to be enjoyed, to be relished, and that their purpose is not perfection.
Perfect words may exist, but not in my wheelhouse. My workshop is full of ideas bristling for attention, thoughts clawing for attention, and bursting, bubbling babies begging to be born.
The white page beckons and when an idea is ready for action the contractions begin.
Thankfully the passage to the world for an idea is far less painful than a flesh and blood kid. The only thing that needs to expand is my willingness and ability to share. The only contractions I need to be considerate of are grammatical short forms.
And the more I give way and let what is natural and normal happen, the happier I find myself in the process. The easier this whole birthing thing becomes.
You have a book in you, I can see it kicking!
Christian! It’s time to finally get that book written and published and 2021 is the year you should do it! (<<< PS: I lied about no shoulds)