It feels wonderful to know my story will benefit from the exposure a retailer of B & N’s magnitude can offer.
It’s not enough to receive a great review. I need to know that the reviewing source carries weight in the world of all things author life.
I’ve never looked at the park in the same light. Maybe it’s irrational, but my heart sees the property as soiled or sacred. My husband mentioned that every time we pass by, I murmur, “That’s where my friend was kidnapped by a serial killer.”
While I had no clue where I would be twenty-five years from the day I voiced my intention, I certainly arrived at a destination to make that dream a possible reality.
Stepping away from myself and book business this week was the perfect antidote to reconnect with my community, and the power I wield as a human being with a heart for service.
Reading my words to people, being able to emote as my words were intended during their birth, was a beautiful experience. I loved the freedom to truly connect with my audience, and be vulnerable in the telling of my truth.
I am surprised at how much fun my first 5k was!