Writing a book was tremendous fun. I love it!
Working with amazing people to build these words into a book was amazing.
But now it's done and out there in the world, I'm having a hard time dealing with the aftermath.
The good: People are enjoying the book and tell me about how much they like it. I hear stories about them going out into the world and trying something new for the very first time. They didn't have courage before, but for some reason, reading my book gave them the motivation to try new things. I love this. I want to listen to these people forever because as they learn new things, I learn things from them. This is my favourite part!
The difficult: People are calling me an expert and asking me for help or advise.
To me, I don't feel like an expert. I'm just a girl with a typewriter that got frustrated waiting for someone else to write this book. I thought what I was doing was showing off how much there is still to learn on the topic and how little I know. I also wrote the book to stop this kind of thing so I could just say "that's a great question, I know just the book that will answer it for you."
The unpleasant: Not all the responses have been kind. This was expected because I wrote the book as something of a challenge when I declared that there is no one right way to do this stuff. I didn't quite expect the amount of time and energy people would invest in trying to correct me, or make me be their puppet and redact all the things they think I said wrongly.
There are a lot of emails in my inbox. So many so that I had to turn on my spam filters to get it down to a manageable size. This means I'm probably missing out on so many wonderful emails.
But the thing is, even though I'm a writer now, I'm not good at writing. I'm still an unfunctional mess of dyslexia. Writing takes time. I only have about half an hour a day to dedicate to emails and one email takes about two hours to write! I could dedicate more time, but then there is no time left for creating things.
I just want to spend all my time creating more stuff, but this last project keeps sucking me back. Almost to the point that I can't create more because I'll be
biofouled.
How do we deal with what comes after?
How do we maintain creativity for the next project?