Today’s the day. Covet, my next paranormal romantic suspense, is officially for sale. And as much as I’m thrilled and excited, I’ve had some time to reflect on what this means to me.
I’m feeling bittersweet because I feel like the simple days of writing are now gone. I’ve been told, repeatedly and for years, that this is hard work. That it’s thankless and lonely work, too. That there will be days when I will throw up my hands in frustration because the words just won’t come. That I’ll feel envious, and horribly so, of those who will surpass me and make a success of their writing. That I will experience weeks when I’ll feel like I’m spinning my wheels and not making any progress and that non-writers, no matter how well-meaning, just won’t understand what I’m going through. That this is a business, and to not take rejection personally, and that without a thick skin you will never survive.
My eyes are no longer bright with the eagerness I had sixteen years ago when I set down to write my first story. They’ve seen much in that time, and that innocence is long gone.
My heart is a little more weary than it had once been because life has, in so many ways, changed.
And yet there is a draw. Something that sparks inside me every day when I get up. It’s the thought that this day, like every day, is a new beginning. A place to start fresh. To tell my own story.
And to continue telling the stories that rattle around in my brain.
Because I can’t stop. Because no matter what happens in my life and in the lives of those around me, there’s a part of me, deep down, that can’t let go. It’s the part of me that has to write as much as I have to breathe.
It’s the part that is so very grateful to the readers who contact me and tell me how much they enjoy my writing. Who ask about my books. My ideas. My characters. For that, I will forever be grateful.
So thank you readers, for your support. And thank you Crimson Romance for believing in my stories and in me. You’ve given me something I never thought I’d have.
The chance to do what I truly love.
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