Where's My Story?

I'm a firm believer that everyone has a story to tell. Not necessarily a novel or a detailed work of non-fiction. But every one of us has walked through experiences and endured hardships that can either encourage others or stand as a cautionary tale. Your story is important.

I believe that, but today I heard a minor youtube celebrity gushing about her book deal. She submitted a proposal, it was accepted, and she quit her day job to work on it.

Me, jealous? Yeah, a little.

More than that, though, I sat here thinking, "What's wrong with me?"

I started In the Shadow of Mr. Lincoln in 2002. I finished it in 2007. It literally sat on a digital shelf for ten years, until I finally worked up the courage to do something with it.

And still it sits. The GoFundMe page has not raised the money I needed to go the self-publishing route, and now I feel stuck. I expend mental energy on ideas of how to raise the money, but the mental never becomes the actual. Maybe the book could or would succeed. If only...

If only all of my ideas, brilliant or otherwise, could be made a reality. This has always been my problem, from writing to teaching and everything in between, I am the dreamer, the big thinker, but I have trouble with the details. I have the vision, but I need an administrator-type to make it work.

Book number 2 is finished, and it is in the pre-editing stage, and I'm researching number 3. I don't want them to gather digital dust, too.

I have a story, by golly, and I want to share it!

*Any ideas and advice are welcome.