August was a milestone month for me – turned 50 and finished the draft manuscript for a book that I’ve been writing. Now what? Well, the aging process goes on and I’ve set the goal of avoiding prescription medications as long as I can, therefore I continue my training for another half-marathon in October. Do I like it? Some days. I gave up on the outward effects of aging, i.e. wrinkles, gray hair, varicose veins, etc. So I watch that the veins don’t get too bad, celebrate the gray hair and overlook the wrinkles which is so much easier since vision deteriorates with age. It’s a good thing.
But what about the book? It’s not a long, epic novel or anything but certainly was more of a challenge than I had anticipated. It’s about homeschooling – or so I thought? I had originally thought that my ‘market’ were people who were considering homeschooling but weren’t religious zealots. When I was going through the decision-making process, trying to decide whether to homeschool or not, there weren’t a lot of ‘how-to’ books that didn’t focus on the aspect of religion as the core reason for the decision. That didn’t really fit my situation – but I read several of ‘those’ type of books nonetheless. The one book that did inspire and help me was written by David and Micki Colfax – Homeschooling for Excellence.
Anyway, I provided several folks with my draft manuscript, asking for feedback, asking them to keep in mind my ‘market’ of potential homeschoolers. My first critique came from my most feared reader – my daughter whom I homeschooled! Yikes! I braced myself for the worst and then heaved a sigh of relief and smiled when she said, “It’s not what I thought it was going to be – it reads like fiction.” Okay – I can live with that. She went on to explain that she didn’t think that a potential homeschooler would appreciate having homeschooling compared to stripping and involving the ‘faking of an orgasm’. So maybe I exaggerated a bit but it certainly makes for a more interesting read.
I’ll continue to fine-tune the draft and then see if someone will publish it. If there’s no interest, at least my kids will have a keepsake of their ‘growing-up’ years at the Snyder School of Higher Learning. Who knows? Maybe by the time that I turn 55, I’ll be published, have a brass pole installed in my bedroom and will have experienced Botox? I’ll shoot for at least one of those three – you decide which one.