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My Journey to a Meeting with my Publisher

For the first time ever in almost two years, this is the first time that I forgot to write my blog on Monday. Can you believe that? Please don't boo me. I know you couldn't sleep last night waiting for this week's blog in vain. I have to apologize, but once I tell you the reason why, you may forgive me (if I forget again, I will all buy you diner. Hope you won't be so hungry).

My Publisher happened to be in town and he was conducting a two and half day intensive workshop called “Publish your way to profit”. Do you think I was going to miss this one? No way. When I said “intensive”, it is an understatement. It was so intensive that I forgot to write my blog on Monday. Do you forgive me now?

What a week-end! Everything I wanted to know about publishing a book was covered in the workshop. Do you know the best part? I am glad I am THIS attractive (why are you laughing? Don't you find me attractive?). It happened that, in the audience, there was Canada's most successful bestselling author Barry Spillchuck who authored Cup of Soup for the Soul (A Chicken Soup book). Not only this guy is so successful, but he is also so funny. Guess what! Your Journeyman is co-authoring a book with him!!
Can you please read that again? Yes, you got it right. I am co-authoring a book with Barry (talking about being at the right place at the right time). The book is going to talk about the power of mastermind (coming soon in a Theatre near you). What a blessing!

When I arrived home after hearing the news, a friend of mine called me and said: “please watch CNN. They are about to announce a big news”. I thought to myself: “how in the world does CNN know that I am about to co-author with Barry Spillchuck? I didn't tell it to anybody!!”. As it turned out, Obama was announcing....I guess you know what! Anyways. I couldn't sleep that night (like you did while waiting for my blog lol).

When Barry told me that he wanted to co-author with me, all that was going through my mind was the book “The Alchemist”. Paulo Coelho said in the book (and I am paraphrasing) that when you really want something, the whole universe conspires for you to get it. How true is that! All I want is to influence the world by my writing, and I happened to be in the right workshop with the exact people who are going to help me fulfill my dream. What are the odds?

As I am catching up my breath, now comes another exciting event this coming Saturday as I will be sharing the stage with Gerry Robert (are you kidding me!!!).

All I got to say is, please do follow your dream. It may be hard, it may be scary at moments, but all we need is take the first step and the rest is in God's hands. I can't say that I thought about quiting when it was hard, but it was so hard (and still is) to keep going without seeing any results. But if we don't give up, there is a prize at the end. Barry Spillchuck was my prize this week-end.

Moral of the story? Do you want to make your dreams come true? Just keep reading my blog and you will also be attractive.

Always a pleasure

Patrick
The Journeyman
pbizindavyi6@gmail.com
Twitter: @journeymanstory

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