It’s been a while – but I fully believe there’s no point in blogging for the sake of it. That it’s worth waiting until there’s something to say. And today I have – got something to say, that is.
Because last night it happened…
For the first time since I signed a publishing contract in 2021 middle-of-a-pandemic-land, I introduced myself to strangers at a party as being an author – and they were instantly excited and impressed. They were keen to find out what I was working on at the moment, when it would be published, how the writing process works…
In short, I experienced the thrill of being viewed first and foremost as a writer.
I’ve had a great deal of support from my friends and family, plenty of excitement about my publishing deals from them all, and I love them all the more for that – but they all knew me before. And, due to lockdowns etc etc there haven’t been huge opportunities to meet new people over the last couple of years. However, there’s something totally exciting about being face-to-face with a stranger and describing yourself as being an author.
I’m going to call it for how it felt – it was a dream come true. There. I said it.
It’s easy to be down on ourselves, to feel defeated or worthless, or to begin to believe it’s never going to happen – in whatever aspect of life you are striving to make achievements. And sometimes we need to take a moment, to walk away and reassess the costs involved (and I’m not talking monetary ones). However, I firmly believe that if you want something enough and you’re prepared to work at being the best you can be at it, then you can and will achieve.
A short one today – I need to get back to work on my current WIP…
Because, did I say? I’m an author. 🙂
