…be careful what yeez wish for, Authors… yeez might get it…

…the most perfect vision in the WURLD is hindsight… and this ol’ Jurassic has enuff ‘hind’ to spare… having bobbled around as an Author for almost a decade now, I realize there were several things I WISHED for… some materialized, others didn’t…  here’s a few thoughts I’d like to share on how these WURKED out (or didn’t!)

  1. …wishing I’d started my scribbling career 40 years earlier… then having the reality sink in… forty years earlier would have plonked me squarely in an age of no internet… of no web… of no SOSYAL NETWURKS… of no self-publishing on the universal scale available now on the likes of Auntie Amazon… and, I’d have been deprived of the identity I’ve sculpted for Master Gallacher on here as the ol’ Scots Jurassic writer… furthermore, and prob’ly most significantly of all, I would not have had the richness of experience thrown up by a career spanning three continents and five decades… the mem’ries of people, places, events, characters, ups and downs, would not yet have been in the mental treasure trove…
  2. …wishing I had a publisher… for a short period, I did have that luxury… but in truth it was a double-edged sword kinda benefit… I have no complaints or negativity about the good people whose author stable I joined… but it dawned on me after a year or so of that engagement, that there was a finite limit on the amount of publisher’s attention one single author could expect in a company of, say 100 authors… for some that WURKS… for me, with the ingrained self-publishing blood in my veins, it patently did not… and we parted company amicably…
  3. …wishing I had an agent… as with the dalliance with a publisher relationship, one such temporary liaison came along… but was even shorter-lived than the publishing link… for reasons driven again entirely by my own desire to be the ‘hands-on’ nutter that I am… and another friendly distancing occurred…

…now here’s the strangest thing of all… the one thing I did NOT wish for at the outset was to become an Author… and behold and lo, that’s what the ten-year writing gestation period has produced for me… the personal evolvement as a writer… and I’M LUVVIN IT!so, be careful what yeez wish for, Authors… yeez might get it… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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14 responses to “…be careful what yeez wish for, Authors… yeez might get it…

  1. Reblogged this on Legends of Windemere and commented:
    Definitely some things to think about.

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  2. Perhaps everything happens for a reason…;)

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  3. Exactly Seumas but my ‘stop the world I want to get off’ wish worked in a peculiar way. My frantic lifestyle was brought to a sudden halt after a freak accident left me bed-bound and going stir-crazy staring at the ceiling.
    To save my sanity I started writing and two traditionally published, and one self-published book later I’m loving it. Without that wish I wouldn’t be chatting to you now, and I wouldn’t know how to spell Mwaah! 😀 Cheers M’Lord. x

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  4. And without that perseverance of yours, we readers would be the big losers, kind sir. So grateful you did NOT wish to be an author!

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  5. Reblogged this on Don Massenzio's Blog and commented:
    Check out these words of wisdom from author Seumas Gallacher. I’m sure many of us can relate to this post.

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  6. It seems it all worked out for the best for you. May it continue to do so, Seumas. 🙂 — Suzanne

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