So Facebook has this new “Memories” thing where it will show you your posts from the past on that same date. (There’s also an app called Timehop that does the same thing, and is a little more comprehensive.) The other day, I stumbled across this post that I put up on April 14, 2009 Six years ago.
Six years ago.
SIX YEARS AGO.
What’s even more eye-opening is that the book I was querying? It wasn’t Storm. It was A Wicked Little Rhythm, a book about the son of Apollo being banished from his home and setting up a music store in downtown Baltimore, only to be framed for a murder … well, that book is in the vaults for later. It never sold, and now that I’m six books past it, I can see all its flaws, and I understand why it didn’t sell.
I like to look at my life in five year chunks. Anytime I begin to feel frustrated about where I am, I like to look back at what my life was like five years ago, just so I can see how things have changed.
Five years ago, I had one child, and we weren’t sure we wanted any more. We’ve since had TWO more.
Five years ago, I had an agent, but I didn’t have a book contract. I’ve since sold EIGHT BOOKS. And I have a new agent.
It makes me excited to think about what the next five years have in store for me and my family. Five years isn’t a lot of time, if you really think about it.
Has it been quick? No way.
Have I taken a few bullets to the vest? Yes. Have I gotten up, dusted myself off, and kept going? Yes.
Has it been worth it?