We had the opportunity last week to drive past our old house. It was the first house we bought and we were its first owners. We loved that house. There were some changes to fit their style and needs but a lot of the yard was the same and I could tell they loved it too because it was very well cared for.
Someday, when (yes, when) my book is published it will be like this house. For now my book is mine, my baby, but at that point it will belong to the reader, the person who purchased (or otherwise legally obtained) a copy. I had to wonder what it would be like having my book owned by someone else, someone who may not like it or take care of it. I didn't mind the people who lived in our house now because I could tell our house, their house, meant a lot to them. Maybe it will be like that for my book too. I have to hope that the people who find it will love it and treat it well. How do you feel about sharing your book, knowing people will bring their own interpretations and images to what you wrote? How do you let go?