That which does not destroy me......

Very recently I was asked "What are you going through" .... At the time it was rather annoying, but lastnight it stopped me in my tracks when it was asked of me again by another individual. It made me take a step back and REALLY ask myself the question. The answer? Too damn much!
Normally I tend to keep the real me hidden and emotions internalized or just vent to "Dear Beautiful" (my diary). Maybe it is finally time for me to unleash all held within for so long and watch the pieces fall where they may. My biggest concern is whether I will have the energy to pick them all up and will I be doing it alone?
Ten years ago I made the decision to begin a serious effort on my book. The goal was to wait until I finished my doctorate before considering a publishing deadline. The shallow me really wanted the fancy lettering after my name on the cover. However, last week following a flow of creative energy that would not rest, I shared a few chapters with a good friend (a published Author) and his feedback lastnight was amazing!!!!
I have chosen what I had hoped would be an interesting presentation style and Marcus agrees. I will be packing up and taking what I have dubbed "Part 1" to NY during my fall break from school to meet with him and his agent. I am more than nervous & filled with trepidation. I have worked at such a relaxed pace for the past decade, adding chapters without hesitation, that it is nearly complete. What I am more concerned with is how exposed the IcePrincess with truly be once the entire story is told. I considered leaving select chapters untold, but it would not be genuine without the darkness included. Of course I was caught off guard when asked for a working title.... That made it more real than it had been. I am rarely rendered speechless, but I must admit I stuttered & stammered, "I'll get back to ya with that" ....
The writing........ easy. Naming of chapters......... simple. Giving the entire piece a name? Oh my ....