Anyway, I digress. What is really making me crazy is this whole book thing. I am reading some of the other authors from the fabulous (in Tim Gunn inflection) publishing company I am fortunate enough to be associated with, WiDo Publishing. They have been so good to me and for the life of me, I'm not sure why. In my mind, I don't nearly measure up to the caliber of writers they have in their circle. I mean, my books amuse me. And my mother, but she's biased. I guess I'm just having a hard time believing that I am here. The goal I have had for years. I am being published. Before you stop reading, this is, by no means, a boast. It is the uttering of a flabbergasted wordsmith who is finding all her dreams are coming true.
Now for those of you who are familiar with my crazy circumstance, I have been in some pretty deep kimchi in my life. Like, not knowing where I was going to lay my head or eat kind of Jerry Springer nonsense. This is freaking awesome! I am still waiting for the reviews and the book won't be out for a little while yet. Still, being on the track and heading to the destination is pretty cool.
I'm not sure why I always doubt myself. I'm not sure if it is an innate fear of becoming proud or a fear of success or just old tapes playing in my head and telling me what a loser I am. I'm not, you know. Really. I'm a pretty good gal and so I am going to try to stop doubting and just ride the wave!
Someday soon, if others are as amused by my books as I am, I might just find myself with a new can opener! One that doesn't whine when I try to use it.