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It took seven and a half years of full-time effort to get my first yes.  I went through an especially tough time about four years into it.  A really, really bad time.  A sort of, "Am I really going to keep doing this?" kind of bad time.  And for a gal who never wanted to do anything but write, that was pretty darn bad.

Talking to a fellow writer recently, I tried to explain what got me through it.  And the best way I could think of to describe it was that I broke up with the past.  I broke up with the four years that had come before.  I broke up with every person and situation that had dashed my high hopes. And, as you always have to do at some point following every breakup, I said, "Aw, screw you, anyway.  I'll be just fine without you."

And I went back to work.

I had to nearly double the amount of time I'd already spent writing before one of my novels was acquired.  But there was something about what I'd done...after that breakup, I was in it for the long haul.  I'd dug in, and I wasn't letting go.

And man, am I glad I dug in.  I can't imagine a life without writing...

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Your piece is inspiring and

Your piece is inspiring and encouraging.  Thank you.

And so glad you finally got your yes! May it be the first of many.

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Congratulations! The labor of

Congratulations! The labor of writing a novel, you capture it here. Thank you!

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What you wrote, Holly, is so absolutely, heart-breakingly, hurtfully, incomparably, and devestatingly true. Thanks for saying it for us.

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Thank you for your beautiful

Thank you for your beautiful and inspiring post! It is truly motivating and makes my heart sing, as well as my fingers fly to my keyboard. Thank you for your flowing words and magnificent work! Best of luck to you and thank you again! You saved my day today! :)