Sometimes you get the girl, sometimes you get the song
I have two books out in the next three months— the Lakesedge paperback & the release of Forestfall— and here is a little of how that feels…
My anxiety is building more and more as time passes, and I wonder if I will feel this way with each book, or if it will soften? Will I ever let go of the insecurity, the comparisons, the fear that I am not “enough” as an artist, a writer, a person?
I’m restless and messy; filled with emotions, distracting myself with music & bad tv & teaching myself very basic Italian, curled up as the early days of Australian winter turn the trees bare and the wooden floors of my house to morning ice.
It’s a strange and tender thing, preparing to send off a second book to readers. A sophomore novel & a sequel has a much quieter birth into the world than a shiny new debut. I’m proud of my series— these books which made me an author. I hope you will enjoy reading them, too.
