Becoming An Author
It’s time to buckle down. It’s time to stop talking and start doing. No more posts about the book I need to finish, about my process and progess. Instead, I’m going to finish it by December 15th and self-publish before Christmas Eve.
With this decision comes some necessary changes. I’ve learned that writing a book, even when based on a collection of pieces already written, isn’t easy. It takes tunnel-like focus and discipline to accomplish this feat. And so, with the following changes, it will be.
It’s time to cut back on social media and even the number of posts I write for LoveSujeiry.com and other websites. If it’s not paying the bills, it’s not taking away time from finishing my book.
Since Nila’s birth, I have begun a new routine, which mainly consists of waking up and going straight to her playpen. I pick her up, spin her around, take her to my bedroom, and watch as she rolls around my bed for about an hour. I’m obsessed with her chubby cheeks and her arm rolls and love to make her giggle and smile wide. Her sweetness, innocence, and energy is contagious, which is why I will have to stay away. At least until my book is finished.
A Sit Down with Mami
When in Las Vegas, Alisa Valdes reignited my focus and faith in my book with four words: “You’re a great writer.” Immediately afterward, in between praising her and blushing prefusely, I grabbed my cell and pressed the number 1 to connect to Mami on speed dial. She answered in her sweet, melodic voice but I got straight to the point. I told her about Alisa’s words. I told her about the book I’d begun but hadn’t finished. A fact she was unaware of. I told her the following needed to change.
“When you see my bedroom door locked, I am writing,” I said. “That means no knocking.”
“Writing my book is my priority,” I continued. “So, no, I will not run to the bodega for you to buy platanos!”
“I have to finish this book!” I reiterated. “That means I cannot help you with Nila every minute of the day.”
She listened intently and agreed with my demands. That conversation was a long time coming. She wants to see me succeed, she said. And if the book does well that means I will make money?
Yes, Mami. Whatever helps you help me.
And now, here I am, writing the last post of the day so I can return to Love Trips. I am buckling down. I am doing. I have tunnel-like focus and this will all lead to the one goal I have dreamt of accomplishing since 12 years old.
I’m going to be an author.