I thought about blogging for a long time—a few years actually. But I was holding myself back.
In fact, I held myself back most of my life by keeping my writing concealed. I can’t even blame a lack of support around me, because I was lucky enough to have it right in front of my face. Yet, I refused to acknowledge any of it.
My English teachers encouraged me like crazy, but I brushed them off. My parents both said I should be a writer when I “grew up”, but I ignored them too.
Then one day Mr. H dared me to write a novel. Being that I was spinning in circles at that time in my young adulthood—bored and a bit reckless—I told him I was game.
I didn’t have a clue how I would pull off writing an entire freaking book.
Insecurities raced across my mind every day. How in the hell are you going to write hundreds of pages? Why are you going to spend your minuscule free time working that hard? And, after you devote years of your life to one damn story…who in their right mind will ever take the time to read it?
But when I say I’m going to do something…I do it.
Five years after the day I took that dare, I’m still here, proudly finishing up my third book, The Bra Game.
My blog, a physical perspective, is having a birthday. She just turned two.
Naturally, I wanted to celebrate this special day with all of you.
Blogging was a necessary step in the indie author process. How else would anyone know that me and my words existed?
It was difficult for me to find the courage to share my writing with the world. I didn’t feel that I had anything worthy to offer in an online universe where there is already such an overwhelming chatter.
Throughout my writing journey I have been amazed by one thing above all…our awesome community. People from across the globe are connecting in a way I never thought possible. Every day I see so much beauty being shared through the written word, and I feel honored to be a part of it.
I am truly grateful for all of you, and all of this. Keep rockin’ the peace and the love.