It’s that time of year again. Those who have read my blog for a while will know what I mean. Today kicks off the high school baseball season. Those who have read my blog for a while will also know that my son’s team—The Chargers—advanced to the state finals last year. So, of course, there is already much talk about a return trip. But what, I wonder, should the team be thinking about as this new season begins.
Should they be remembering the excitement of the playoff games, the bus trip across the state, the impressive stadium, the press coverage, the televised game? I wonder about these same sorts of questions for a writer who has sold one book and is working on a second. Should the writer be thinking about the phone call she received on auction day, the flowers her husband sent her, the glass of wine she shared with her new editor?
Or instead of these things, should the team think about the hours, days, weeks, months and years of practice they put in. Should they remember the laps they ran to the foul pole and back, the endless grounders they dug out of the dirt, the countless times they practiced that turn at second to field a double play, swing after swing in the batting cage? Should the writer remember the endless edits, the spreadsheets, the diagrams, the rewrites, the adverbs she cut, the prepositions she deleted, more edits, more rewrites, the five times she read the entire book aloud?
I’ve written before about some of the best advice I ever received…if you ever write a book that sells, remember how you did it. I wish the same for this year’s Charger baseball team. Remember how you did it. Good luck 2011 Chargers.
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