Writing is much like the pain, the happiness, the anguish and the love that happens when I support the Irish national soccer squad as I have since Euro 1988.
I did not know this before today (because Ireland hadn’t played in a major tournament for ten years), but read for yourself… there are too many weird coincidences for this not to be true, like.
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Ireland clinched a tournament spot in November 2011.
I finished my
non-fiction book proposal about the same time.
As the New Year
came and went, I submitted a few queries, while the Irish subbed a few players
in several “friendly” games.
As the Irish
prepared to play their three (guaranteed) group matches in early June, I thought
back to a recent writer’s conference where three agents asked for more material.
I’d love Ireland
to win one game in order to advance.
I’d love one publisher
in order to get an advance.
Ireland lost its first game.
I got a reject
letter.
Ireland played its second game – they got a whuppin’ via a four - zero score.
I got a second reject – and a whuppin’ via a form - Xerox letter.
With two losses, Ireland could not advance – but there’s still hope – to win for national pride.
With two rejects,
I wouldn’t earn an advance – but there’s still hope – to write for personal
pride.
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The anticipation as I watched the game unfold was unbearable.
At half-time, I
walked to the mailbox.
The anticipation,
as I reached in and saw a strange, white envelope was (somewhat) unbearable.Ireland lost its third game.
Inside the envelope was a (forwarded by the USPS) offer to extend the warranty on a car I sold two years ago.
Ireland’s latest
hopes and dreams were squished – but the next round of qualifiers begins in
three months. My hopes and
dreams remain alive.
I plan to finish
WIP soon, and expect edits and revisions to begin in three months. My hopes and
dreams remain alive.
(See the video bar on the upper right hand side.) Ireland’s
fans are the greatest. They will never quit in their dream of seeing the
squad one day hold a Cup aloft in the air.
I’m not the
greatest, but I’ll never quit on my dream to one day hold published WIP aloft
in my grubby little hands.
And, as for you,
yes, you with that dream of yours.
Don’t you lose hold of that dream, neither, like.
*I’m not Dave, but I’m just sayin’.
(*Used with kind permission of DPK other world productions.)
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