At the end of my journaling each morning, I do an affirmation. It’s supposed to be a positive, powerful, personal, possible, present statement that helps me reach for a goal and motivates me to do the next thing to get my book published. I write it 10 times at the end of my journal each day for 21 days (based on instructions in Ruth Fishel’s How to Change (Almost) Anything in 21 Days).
In November, my affirmation was “The Universe is sending me the right publisher.” I’ve already sent queries or proposals to about ten publishers and am now working on one that I’d love to have. I like their experience, the editors, the process they use working with authors. Perhaps they are the right one? I won’t know until they answer the query or until I send the full 50 pp proposal. Each publisher has different requirements for what they want.
How about this affirmation for December?
“Angels, help me write for people who need my book.”
Most publishers want clarity about our target audience.
Who is that? My granddaughter? Her friends? I sometimes feel like I’m the only one who cares about getting this book out to the world. Do many mothers feel that about their babies? Is it all an ego-based project? Or are there people who might be encouraged to act on their convictions by reading my book? I don’t know.
I want to be a voice of courage, of speaking out against violence and injustice. I want young people (I was 28 at the time of the DC9) to see that they have an important role in shaping our country and our world. We need them to follow their vision, their hearts. I write to them. I respect young people, taught them for twenty-seven years in classrooms, and rely on their insights, energy and tenacity in working to make positive changes in our world.
The Power of Love2 