I recently completed my manuscript of The Rose Ring and sent it to my editor, who is also a very dear friend of mine. She told me she loved the story and I was very excited. It is always a bit scary for me to share something that I have written for the first time. There is always that fear that something I have worked so hard on for so long will be rejected.
She mentioned that she did make some comments on things and I told her that was great – after all, what is an editor for if not to make comments on your work? I eagerly dove in, ready to make whatever changes necessary to improve my book. Many of the things were easy fixes, but then I saw it – she had pointed out a flaw in a section that was truly the crux of the book. If that part didn’t work, the whole book didn’t work.
As embarrassing as it is to admit this, I was devastated. As far as I could see, there was no way to fix it. This story had been part of my life for three years, and it all was a waste. I tried to convince myself that in the big scheme of things, this was nothing. After all, there are far bigger issues in the world. There are far bigger issues in my own life. Still, I cried.
I didn’t know how I would keep writing. Could I have the courage to start over with another story, which would probably take me another three years? Could I chalk the whole thing up to a learning experience? I know many people have novels that never see the light of day. Apparently, I was going to be one of them. I tried to figure out how to word this on my blog, that a project I had been so excited about was now dead. How could I put a positive spin on that?
I told my husband of my sadness. In general, while we have a healthy respect for each other’s work, we don’t get overly involved. He doesn’t make any comments on my writing. I don’t practice law. He is, however, an avid reader, and in an act of desperation I asked him to read over a few chapters – the one that had the fatal flaw and the couple that showed how that one section was so important. He read them and within a few moments made a suggestion. It was simple and easy and perfect. Best of all, it only required adding a couple sentences.
I was ready to throw it all away and he was able to save it with only a few minutes of time. But, it took my swallowing my pride and asking for help. It also took a second pair of eyes. If you are having difficulty with something in your story, don’t hesitate to ask for help. I’m thankful to both my editor and my husband for helping me make The Rose Ring the best it could be.
I’m searching for people willing to read/review “The Rose Ring” – to find out more, please visit my blog: The Rose Ring is now available – Reviewers Wanted!