I began the process of searching for an editor several years ago while I was writing my book, Finding Eagle. I was looking for someone who knew her stuff and would also respect the personal nature of my work.
Along the way, I came across a postcard Continue reading
From the first few weeks of learning to take a shamanic journey, I knew my journey experiences were destined to become a book. This was not because I had a conscious story or message to bring to the world, but because the journeys were there, in my notebook, calling to me and to the few close friends with whom I shared them.
I struggled for almost eight years to put these journeys into a publishable form, and I learned a few things along the way about organizing the ineffable.
If you are like most right-brained, highly creative people, you are much more interested in the look and feel of your book and its message than you are in the rules of grammar, details of print and digital formatting, or technical specifications for clear, crisp images on the page. In days gone by, publishing houses took care of all these details and even went out of their way to provide their most popular and finicky authors with stipends and secluded retreats to nurture their creative sensibilities. Writers wrote, and the publishers took care of the rest.