Showing posts with label Luck. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Luck. Show all posts
Friday, September 13, 2013
Luck – Yup, It’s All About the Luck
What is the one thing that authors seldom talk about when it
comes to being published?
The role luck plays in everything. Good luck and bad luck.
Writers talk about stick-to-itness. About the rules, about
grammar, punctuation, agents, editors, and usually, they won’t mention luck.
Instead, everyone pretends it’s about how hard you work, or
how well you write, or…anything but luck. No one wants to acknowledge luck and
the role it plays.
But, ah…luck. Luck is the wind that pushes one boat just a tad
ahead of another… It’s the ride up the elevator with someone who knows someone
who knows someone who is looking for what you just wrote… Luck is having a
well-known TV personality diss your book and start a sales frenzy that never
seems to end.
That’s not to say that everything else doesn’t play a massive
part and sometimes, one doesn’t need luck, because the rest of life falls into
place to reward your abilities. And sometimes, you have it all, but bad luck
means it takes time…because your dream editor, who probably would have adored
your book…save she was served divorce papers today and you romantic hero has
the same name of her rotten soon-to-be ex.
But for a group that writes so much of luck and chance and
serendipity, it is amazing how many authors won’t acknowledge luck. As if
mentioning it will diminish their accomplishments. But really, it isn’t easy to
court luck. To woo luck and put yourself, constantly, on the road where you
hope luck will pass, see you and take notice. Because there are a lot of times
that luck isn’t on the road, it took a plane that day.
You can’t count on luck, but you can be humble in the presence
of luck. Light a candle to her, or him. However you view luck.
Luck is why I’m alive. If my husband had taken a longer
shower, or fallen asleep with earplugs in…I wouldn’t be here. Luck is why I’m
blogging today… Luck is how I found that swag room at the San Francisco RWA
Nationals and picked up that postcard, left by Terri.
I was lucky to find the Revenge and be part of this wonderful
experience…
And as luck had it, look who sauntered by? It’s Deuce! Or as I like to call him, Ace. And just in time for me and the hubby to leave for Washington DC! "Sweetie, got room on the jet?" (Yes, I'm flying on Friday, the 13th.)
How have
you been lucky?
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