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I feel like I need to do an "It's Not Just You: Global Pandemic Edition."
I absolutely do not have time for a blog post, but for now:
It's Not Just You who technically "has the time" but absolutely cannot write, or outline, or even think about doing those things.
It's Not Just You who has cried a *lot*, including in front of your kid(s)!
It's Not Just You who technically "has the time" but absolutely cannot write, or outline, or even think about doing those things.
It's Not Just You who has cried a *lot*, including in front of your kid(s)!
It's Not Just You who knows you have to somehow pivot to virtual events but does not know *how* and/or can't stand the way you look on screen and/or does not know how tf to make a good backdrop for that, and/or does not have strong enough internet for that
It's Not Just You who feels silly about the things you've missed out on and continue to miss out on, no matter what a privilege it was that you were going to get to experience those things in the first place. Your unique situation is yours, and your unique losses are hard.
I know this isn't pandemic-specific but It's Not Just You who's currently stuck querying even though you thought you were past this, and you've already seen your books on shelves. I know because these conversations are alllll over my DM inbox right now. There are so many of you.
It's Not Just You who wishes people would understand that pretty much no one has this "easy," that both sides of almost every single coin have their own difficulties, that every judgment comes from someone who's walking in very different shoes from yours.
It's Not Just You who feels like you are dropping every. Single. Ball. and still struggle to figure out which ones are rubber and which are glass.
It's Not Just You who is practically clawing your face off trying to make the "right" decisions when so few exist.
It's Not Just You who is practically clawing your face off trying to make the "right" decisions when so few exist.
It's Not Just You who feels like you're utterly drowning trying to get attention for a book you worked *so* freaking hard on, who's been obscenely shafted by current circumstances and can't stop feeling like everywhere you turn is a brick wall of NOPE.
(The original, by the way, for anyone who needs the more standard publishing pep talk: https://dailydahlia.wordpress.com/2014/11/12/its-not-just-you/)
