I want to Write a Book and have it PublishedI' d like to write a book and have it published.
Anna Caltabiano: How I Publicated My First Own Children's Literature | Children's Literature
It' I think it's what any one of the parents would have done. I' d be writing a novel about my summers if I could just stick around. I' ve always wanted to compose a novel. Although I had been writing a lot of shorts since I could finally start reading, I had never tried to do it.
It was about something I thought was important - something that was important to me. And I knew that in the end, I was most motivated by the idea of something that I thought needed to be typed. And I knew more had to be said about it, but not more facts and figures. While I wanted to know about the emotions behind the need to hurt the body, and to do so, I knew that the script had to be a myth, I couldn't find any such work.
So I began to compose the textbook I wanted to study. As I began to sketch the tale I wanted to tell, I didn't know what the whole tale would be. But for some reasons words weren't enough to describe the shady moments in my mind, so I began to sketch with images.
So I began to write my novel by looking at these smudged drafts. It must have been a view, with my notebook, an iPad, a half-empty Earl Grey mug, and strewn sketches and memos around me, but it worked for me. Nobody ever said how to write a novel, so I did it my way.
In the end, I wrote most of my first novel on an iPad. Nobody had ever said to me that this is not the way to type a novel. Nobody ever said 14-year-olds shouldn't compose fiction. I thought I was finally gonna do it for myself when I wrote this novel.
I' d completed the script, but for some strange reasons it didn't seem through. If I had really penned the novel for myself, I knew I'd be happy to hide it in my desktop, because the individual who matters, I, had seen the whole of it. However, when I found that I was not satisfied, I realised the inconceivable - I really wanted others to see my work.
It felt like it would be rewarding if other folks could just browse the script and I could get some of them to think differently about these topics. It was with this in mind that I began to publish my novel.
So I began to study everything from publishers for dummies to on-line authoring boards. Though I began to get upset when I began getting answers, this agitation quickly dispersed as I was reading through denial after denial. But, in the end, all I could hear was no.
Whilst I have to confess that I thought a few moments about giving up, I was surprised not so dejected. When the refusal occurred, "No" began to ring like "Not so". There was no longer a final refusal, I just had to find another trial. As I tried to publish my first novel, I began to work on my own novel.
It was a novel I began three and a half day after the last "The End" of my first novel, which was to become the seventh Miss Hatfield. One of the reasons I began on another novel was that I was just addicted.
The spelling mistake bit me and I couldn't stop typing! To a certain extent this gave me even more encouragement to follow my publisher's dream and led me to continue. In the end, I published my first novel, All That Is Red, myself, and got a three-book deal for my second one.