There are days that I am really energized by the entire journey of writing and now publishing and marketing. I sit at my laptop for hours working the social network, and improving daily. I hand out cards and bookmarks with the picture and title of my book, which also has the website address stamped on the back. My friends and family help to get the word out so there is little I have to complain about, as Amazon and my website sell very well.
And then there are those days when nasty little doubts stamp out all the positive and leave me with thoughts that are better left unsaid. I refuse to give a voice to naysayers, even if it is me sometimes.
Pushing passed those doubts are hard, but little by little it moves out of my head, and I remember why I wrote my story in the first place. My lead character has as many crappy little doubts as I do, as many people I know do.
Nicholas is never sure where he belongs and is afraid someone is going to clue him in and he is not going to like the answer. Just like I was when I was a teen, and every once in awhile when I choose to hang out on this limb, now too. That voice I gave Nicholas half sarcastic, half unsure as he works his way around the afterlife as well as his wounded heart when the love of his entire existence arrives is everything most people I know have gone through when crisis hit.
Bonnie his love sees the flaws in him, tries to untangle the truths of his past but loves him along the journey of it as it unfolds despite not knowing all the whys and how comes. This is something I have noticed that many never seem aware of, there are those who love them and are not worried about that fatal flaw that will surface and send love flying out the door, as Nicholas is always afraid of. As we all from time to time are if we are honest.
When the doubts pour I think of one of my favorite lines of the story, "Feelings aren't right or wrong they just are, it's what you do about it you are responsible for."
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