You pour just as much of your heart into a story, though, and the kicker is, nobody’s going to read it for a long, long time. You could be not just barking up the wrong tree but hunting in the wrong forest altogether and not know it until you’re considerably older. Not only that, even after the book is finished, there’s a good chance that a lot of your friends will never read it. Either they’re not readers, they’re not into the genre, or they just don’t have the time.
