When I get to thinking about it, really thinking about it, it’s easy to let myself get down about this whole novel writing thing.  Walk into your area bookstore and you’re faced with row after row of selections, tens of thousands!  Hop online and that number jumps into the millions. My books are literally just a mere drop in an ocean of words, or as one blogger I follow puts it, a snowflake in a blizzard.  Yet, I write.

I celebrated the new millennia by running the Disney Marathon.  It was the both the longest and largest race I’ve ever completed.  My finisher’s medal, certificate, race number, and official photo have a place on my office wall as a constant reminder of my 5663rd place victory, #502 in my age group, thank you very much.  According to some quick research, there are currently 303,000 other folks who’ve probably got their Mickey medal on display as well.  That “Wow! You’re a marathoner!” gets quickly rebuffed by that smirk-stained, negative internal voice saying, “Well, whoop-tee-do! You and a gazillion other people.”  Yet, I run.

Writing a novel is a marathon of words that follows the statistical 5% rule.  About 5% of the people who want to be a novelist actually start a manuscript. About 5% of those finish a manuscript.  About 5% of those seek publication. About 5% of those…you get the picture. That “Wow! You’re a published author!” gets quickly rebuffed by the smirky buttwad of an internal voice saying, “Well, whoop-tee-do!  You and a whole bookstore full of writers.”

Gentle Reader, we all have that marathon.  Yours may not be running or writing novels, but you have a marathon nonetheless.  We all have that mean-spirited internal voice trying its darnedest to drive us from our finish line.  At least I kind of hope we do! The secret to success lies in how you see your yet.  Don’t let your yet be a “round-to-it”…that’s just procrastination disguised as busyness.  It’s so easy for your “someday” to turn into a never. If my mother’s untimely death taught me anything at all, it was that I’d best get to work making my “someday” today. What a priceless legacy!

I prefer yet’s other meaning:  even so!

The odds of writing a bestseller are slim-EVEN SO, I’ve grown in the craft, met a whole new slew of friends and contacts, and traveled the Southeast promoting my stories. Writing has expanded my world exponentially.

I sold two books at my last appearance, two-EVEN SO, the door opened for two more appearances, a store will now carry my books, I had a surprise visit from a dear friend, and I got to eat some mighty fine kettle corn.

Whatever your marathon is, Gentle Reader, run it and run it hard.  Turn your yets into even so’s.  You can’t “be” without a “do”.  If you want to be a writer, write!  

I’ll leave you with one last tidbit:  your finish line is really your next starting line.

Suddenly, Rocky finds herself and a little perspective on the ground.

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