Recently, my husband has been having some conversations with his co-workers about my writing career. I'm never there, which sort of terrifies me. But he tells me about them.
It basically goes like this:
Me: What did you say? *panic face*
Him: That you wrote a book. And you're working on getting it published. They say how cool that is, that they wish they could do that.
Me: *snorting* I suppose it's cool. More like a lotta hard work.
Him: I told them that they just don't get you. You're voracious. They don't get it. Most people would've given up by now.
Me: *blinking* *rapidly clicking to dictionary.com to see if he's complimenting me or not*
Voracious: Have or marked by an insatiable appetite for a pursuit. (There are some other (less desirable) definitions, but this is the one I'm going with.)
And you know what? He's totally right. I am voracious. When I want something, I work and work and work to get it. I learn. I research. I go for it. All the way.
I think voracity should be a trait you add to your author characteristics. Because it's hard out there. The query trenches aren't getting any easier. You will get rejected. Over and over. You will hear things that might hurt. Will you give up?
Do you have an insatiable appetite for publication? Are you voracious?
Oh, and since it's St. Patrick's Day, I just want to wish you all the best of luck today in whatever writing pursuit you're voraciously going after!