Goodbye 2015, hey there 2016. Guess what time it is? Book editing time!The last time I touched my book draft was in March of 2015. That’s a long ass time to ignore something you created, particularly something you put a hunk of your heart in.
I struggled writing the first draft, because I had to face the demons of my past. This book turned into a confessional, when it was originally meant to be lighthearted and slightly thought-provoking.
Now that I’m about to wade in the fifth draft, I want to be sure that I don’t run away from it, that I’m able to sink my teeth into this book, so that I can have it published by the end of this year.
Since I felt repeatedly tortured by reading the sins of my past, I decided to cut out some of the really ugly parts of the book. It’s another reason why it took me so long to start the fifth draft process.
I came to the following conclusions recently:
- I have set myself free of these past transgressions by facing them textually on repeat. Publishing them is not necessary in order for me to gain inner peace.
- If anyone of note reads about these dastardly deals, it could tamper with my future successes.
- My children could be negatively affected.
- I don’t owe the world my life story.
I was going to scrape the part about [*spoiler alert*] my era of thievery, but feel it’s important to share. It was a part of my being for awhile, so it deserves attention.
Honesty is the best policy, but oversharing isn’t cool.