If you’ve ever seen a toddler dashing madly through a mall, shrieking ‘NOOOO!!!!’ as his frantic mother chases him while turning various shades of red, then you may have glimpsed a mother having a minor identity crisis. That screaming monster is obvious evidence of her insufficiency as a parent, after all …
It's amazing how much of my identity, worth and success gets tied up in my child’s behavior...
…But when on earth did my book become my baby?! Since when did my identity, worth and success attach themselves to a few pages?! Suddenly every sale or lack of sale has become a measure of my value as an author.
I carefully handle the books, pour hours of thought into their presentation, and then share them with the world. Suddenly every glance and thoughtful ‘hmm’ communicates approval or rejection. Every time the book is paged through and laid back down unsold, I wonder what I did wrong.
Something’s obviously out of sync with reality here.
Truth Pep Talk: (what does ‘pep’ mean, anyway?)
I am not my book.
People may lay down the book – they may not even like it. That’s okay. There are some books I don’t like too. It doesn’t mean I don’t like the author. Not everyone will want to read my book. That’s okay.
I am not my sales.
Sales are a gauge, they’re not the gauge. Also, poetry has a smaller audience. Low sales are the norm for most first time authors in any genre. Expect it. It’s normal.
I am not my marketing plan.
Time to get over myself. The size of my marketing plan doesn’t matter as much as its quality. Word of mouth is a huge part of marketing. Focus on communicating a clear, sincere message. People prefer authenticity to glitz.
I am me.
I am not the life of most parties. I ponder. I contemplate, speculate and mull... silently much of the time. That’s okay. I am not the energetic grinner that bounces from moment to moment. That’s okay. It’s more than okay – God made me this way on purpose. Sure, it’s changeable with God’s help, but this is the base he gave me to work with. I need to work with it. Comparing my style, performance, writing, and marketing to other more outgoing, intensely social authors is just not fair.
I am me. On purpose. … For a reason. That’s good.
Okay. I can do this. Walk in faith. Walk beyond emotion.
"...God is greater than our feelings..."
1 John 3:20