Dreams are hard if you weren’t aware. They require hope, not optimism. Somewhere along the way we lost our hope in making any of this a reality. Ryan and I have managed to trace the demise of hope and the frustration that grew in its place. We started this with no understanding of what we had agreed to, but we both assumed producing a piece of writing would be the hard part. That was the easy part of it. The actual process of finding someone in agreement with us has shown to be the difficult part. As we were starting to realize how difficult the publishing process is, we stumbled into a writer’s critique group, which, in hindsight, we left with the wrong impression. Sharing our finished works and works in progress with strangers was again the easy part. Having strangers, who haven’t published (or even written) anything, tell us what we are doing wrong left us confused at first. Then frustrated. Then hopeless. We had already accepted the difficulty in transitioning from unpublished authors to published authors when we had a room full of hopefully soon to be published authors tell us what we were doing wrong. The situation was compounded by the seriousness of everyone. None of them seemed aware of how silly the whole thing was. People stuck in the exact same situation as us are telling us to how to make the transition when they haven’t been able to figure out the selling formula themselves. And this is where we were supposed to go to learn how to get published. If this was our chance to learn how to get published, we would never make it. The disillusionment was slow to set in, but the seed had been planted. We slowly drifted from discussing writing. We drifted from keeping up with the blog. It all sat, collecting dust.
For me, the saving grace was that we had shared our outlandish dreams with so many people. After a couple months of dormancy, people started asking about it. Asking what had happened to the blog. Asking what had happened to Forgetful Jerry. There was a small but faithful group of friends who weren’t going to let this end so easily. So here we are, picking up where we left off.