I was thinking the other day about how I got here; a published author, I mean. It was a long solitary haul, hundreds of hours cooped up in my office alone, thinking, planning and typing.
But was I really alone?
No. There were hundreds of people with me every day. The jerks I've met over the years became inspiration for the jerks in the book. Strangers I saw on the street become background players. Places I'd been and things I'd seen came back as I needed them, slotted perfectly in just the right place. And the thing is, these influencers almost always go unrecognized, or are oblivious that we even crossed paths. As an example, many years ago when bestselling author Chevy Stevens (author of Still Missing) was still an unknown, she did a interview in the Globe and Mail newspaper. I happened to read that interview--by chance, destiny or fate. In it, she mentioned the name of the editing company she'd used and within a week, I contacted them myself. Long story short, I found an amazing editor and their company ended up doing all the book pre-production for me. I thought of that the other day and emailed Chevy and thanked her. Of course, she had no idea about me but to her, I owed gratitude but as I said to her, I doubt this book would be here had I not read that interview.
Remember who your influencers are and if you remember, and are able, thank them when you can.
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