Saturday, January 24, 2009

The Dream Incarnate


The book arrived yesterday. Mr. U.P.S. and I pulled up to my driveway at the same serendipitous moment, and I had to wait until he'd dropped his offering on my porch and driven off before I could pull in. I wasn't expecting a package, but packages have a way of showing up unannounced these days.

It was my book. Shiny jacket, hard red cover, and pages of beautifully formatted story that I'd written.

In hallucinations I'd imagined this would be an ecsatatic moment, where I'd weep, suck in an enraptured breath, and, in an instant, all my life's woes and inadequacies would be swallowed up and disintegrate. Voila! Fulfillment and bliss. There's my name on a book.

It was nothing like that. More of a "Hm. Whaddya know."

This dream, like most, unfolded in so many gradual stages, there were dozens of incremental steps toward it. Before I saw the book, I saw the cover. Before the cover, the final art. Before the final art, the mockup. Before the cover, the formatted pages, in several rounds. Before that, manuscript after manuscript. The contract. Draft upon draft upon draft. The agent, the pitch. It wasn't one moment of explosive creation, a Big Bang Birth of Julie Berry's dreams. I arrived there before I knew it, and the transformation, if there was one, was quiet.

I still have all my weird hangups. I double-checked. They're alive and kicking.

The pleasure, I discover, comes not from realizing the hope of holding my book in my hands, but from the hope that someday, you will hold it in yours.

3 comments:

  1. I love the cover, it's so pretty and I'm looking forward to holding the book in my hands one day =)

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  2. I can not wait for my 9 yr old daughter to read this amazing fairy tale. I hope to see it on the screen someday and watch it with her snuggled up in a big blanket with some popcorn saying, "Remember this part?" I've already signed my copy over to her with a message from Mommy inside the cover. She will share it with her friends . . . her children . . . as will many others.
    Thank You.

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  3. I held it in my hand for most of the day. Wonderful story. I loved it. Can't wait for you to write another one :)

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