I finally got around to emailing my third book to my mom last weekend.
My mother’s an elementary school teacher, loves to read, and has a great way with words. So she’s a pretty good beta reader for big things like plot, pacing, and characterization—well, that, and she can never get over how many spelling mistakes I make.
I sent my manuscript to her on Saturday. Sunday night she called me. She’d been reading it all day, couldn’t put it down, loved the characters, story and the ending. Then she went on facebook and told the world:
‘Read my daughter's third novel today. She has really grown as an author, and it amazes me as much as watching her first steps. So proud! : )’
I know. Can we get a cumulative ‘aaawwwe’?
Most of you know I’d been feeling kind of down about my third book still living the single life despite the desperate search for Agent Love. Here are the stats thus far.
My mother is not a writer. Or an editor. Or an agent. But that doesn't mean she can't help me succeed. In fact, her message of enthusiasm has done more for my fragile wrego (writing ego) than anything else I’ve tried. She totally changed my perspective. She made me re-believe in myself.
Having her thumbs up made me realize I can do this. It is possible. Someone out there will love this book as much as I do, I just need to find them.
Does anyone else have a non-writer in their support group whose opinions mean the world no matter what?