So, I hit a tiny milestone today and just felt like writing about it.
I decided a year ago that I was going to do something with my poetry. I started sending it out places and got some positive responses. I’ve had a few pieces published, and it’s made me feel good, like all those words I typed for all those years actually meant something. Then a few months back I decided to put together a small book of poetry, also called a chapbook. It’s about living with mental illness, and today I chose the last poem for it.
Now, of course there are a great many more steps. I have to edit and format and get it ready to be sent out, and then I have to actually start sending it out. That process concerns me, but only a little as I am very good at dealing with rejection. To be honest, I think I would be more scared if it got picked up to be published. Then what? My thoughts and words out there for the whole world to see?
I have to remind myself that this is the point.
Anyway, I am proud of myself today for assembling my pieces. Next I will start the editing process, then I will choose the order of the poems. I will have to learn to write a cover letter, (which honestly seems like something I should know by now anyway,) but after that I will be ready to send it out.
One step at a time. But first, a little celebration. I’m going to get me a milkshake.