There’s something very special and almost indescribable about holding a copy of your book. It takes authorship to a whole new level. There’s a difference between reading a pdf file on your computer and holding your book. Suddenly you’re the reader, not the writer, the author who brought this book into the world. It’s a very exciting and scary thing!
My advanced reader copies of my memoir Accidental Soldier: A Memoir of Service and Sacrifice in the Israel Defense Forces arrived on my doorstep on my 45th birthday on November 10 2015. I was in my bedroom writing an essay when I heard a ker-plump! I thought to myself, “nah, it’s just the wind or the postman shutting the mailbox.” When I got ready to pick up my daughter, I saw the box waiting for me. I ripped it open like a child, and almost gasped. What divine timing! What a wonderful birthday present! Even though I couldn’t linger too much longer, all at once, I flipped through the pages, opening any random page to connect once again with the ideas I’d painstakingly labored over, now in story form for the entire world to see.
I glanced at my cover, a reflection of my 19 year old self — to remind me of the lessons of faith, courage and endurance of trying to survive in a foreign militaristic country. A heroine’s journey. I could see myself strutting in full military garb and hear the army exercises from my quiet living room – what felt like eons and light years away.
Now that several weeks have passed since that fortuitous moment, I’m deeply aware of the courage it took to proudly reach this moment of triumph where you can definitely say, “I’ve been healed. I’ve proven my ability to survive and thrive. And that drive has put me exactly where I needed to be today — which has given me to courage to face a task that’s coupled with uncertainty and yet grace, to give voice to a story that I’ve managed to silence for years.
It’s time now to give thanks to a team of wonderful editors and production as well as my cover designer who helped this dream of courage come true. Each time I proof a scene, I come into contact with the distance of time and space of the author and myself as a reader. I can be any reader. I choose to distance myself each time to help get perspective. When I read, “she” – Dorit Sasson is no longer me, and I’m no longer her. I am just a reader getting lost in a story. Authorship doesn’t mean anything when I read.
And here’s a note for all you authors/writers/bloggers
If you’re an author trying to give voice to your story, have you considered blogging your book? Before Accidental Soldier arrived in its material form, I blogged about the themes and lessons on this site. When you blog, your enthusiasm about your writing increases. You build a platform. You target a niche group of readers. You learn how to blog your book.
Have you checked out my 6 day e-course, “Blog Your Book and Build Your Platform?” You can access it simply by opting in at the top of this site’s home page. And did I mention it’s free?