There are a lot of things that I need right now.
Let me count the ways:
- I need the time and energy to complete my writing projects
- I need a Literary Agent to appear on a great stallion with contract in hand – which says ‘Have no fear. I will take on all the rotten parts and make the stink of proof-reading, editing, marketing, selling and business all melt away’ – Sign here.
- I need a publisher to arrive unbidden on a spaceship with a contract in hand which says – ‘Sign here in blood. I am desperate for sixty novels from a strange quirky man who refuses to do things the normal way, who writes about whatever comes into his head in any genre, style he likes but is authentic.’
- I need clever souls who will want to read my books, proofread and edit to make them perfect. (Volunteers?)
- I need hundreds of people to write brilliant reviews on Amazon.
- I need thousands of people to buy my books and provide me with the audience I crave.
- I need to hold my fifty precious babies, feel great about them, proud and happy, and know they are being properly cared for in new homes all over the world
- I need to feel that I have contributed to a positive zeitgeist and helped change the world for the better.
That’s all. Not much to ask. Is it?