A few weeks ago, I went to a writer's conference. It's the third or fourth time I've been there, and this year I was on the conference committee, so I knew what to expect. Plus, I went with two sisters, so we were excited
A few days prior to the conference, one sister mentioned she'd signed up for a pitch session (to pitch a book she was working on to a publisher or editor), but her book wasn't ready. She'd already paid the money to pitch, and would I like to pitch in her place.
"Uhhh. Sure." I said as my mind raced about a million miles a second. The person she planned to pitch wasn't in my usual genre (contemporary and speculative YA). This person preferred non-fiction, religious, and sweet romances.
But I did have a non-fiction story I'd considered writing for the past seven years. I even had a name picked out and a writing partner who would co-author with me. I'd already gone so far as to submit my first 500 words to a Beginning of Book Contest at the conference. Just for kicks.
Where most novels need to be written and polished before you pitch the book, non-fictions usually require the first three chapters and a proposal. If someone wished to publish, then you'd write the book to the publisher's specifications.
Could I pitch a theoretical book I hadn't completed, or even written a proposal for? Sure. What could possibly go wrong?
I should have asked: What can go write? (pun intended).
I sat down for my pitch surprisingly calm for a person who had no idea what she was going to say. My pitch went something similar to this:
From the day I found out my unborn child was going to have Down syndrome, nearly every person who found out apologized and gave me condolences. My doctor was required to tell me about abortion options. My mother was speechless. Everyone treated me as if having a child with Down syndrome was some horrible tragedy.
However, I knew having someone with Ds was the gold standard in disabilities. I knew he'd enrich our lives, and bring joy to our home. He would be a blessing. My doctor gave me books, and I bought books. All of them were the same. Nearly every story talked of how the parents were shocked and devastated, but then learned to love their child. I threw the second book I read against a wall and refused to finish it. It listed all the things that could go wrong with my baby, and nothing that could go right. Nobody bothered to point out that every child--whether typically developing or having Down syndrome--has a spectrum of abilities. Every child has risks.
Now, other countries actively work to completely eradicate Down syndrome from their society through abortion and other means, as if it's some disease or curse. Drug companies hope to "cure" us of Down syndrome.
If everyone treats Down syndrome as a trial, a challenge, or an "issue" to be dealt with, of COURSE the general public will treat it with trepidation and fear. But Down syndrome is none of these.
Any and all growth requires being uncomfortable - physically, socially, or emotionally. When you work out, don't your muscles hurt? When you go to school, don't you have to study? When you strive to better your craft, don't you have to learn, fail, and learn some more?
My story will be my declaration that having a child with Down syndrome is not a bad thing. It is something to be celebrated and excited for. I don't want anyone to offer condolences for having my child. There is nothing to fear. Nothing to apologize for. And so so much to be excited about.
I want to write a new book that defines Down syndrome. And that book will be named, "Take your Condolences and Shove it." It will celebrate Down syndrome and all the good having a child with Down syndrome brings to lives, families, and communities.
Needless to say, she wants to see it. All of it. Not the typical three chapters usually requested. She wants me to write the whole book and then submit it to her. She doesn't care how long it takes. She will wait.
So, as I write my book, I'll be blogging more often, keeping you updated on where things go with the book. And I hope to introduce you to my two co-authors (Wahoo! Three moms with three perspectives on raising children with Trisomy 21!).
If you have ideas on things I can include, or comments you'd like to be included in my book, please post them below! I'd love to have more than just three voices telling this story.
Until next time...
Susan
