I wouldn’t be shocked to know that bloggers, Twitterers, and Facebookers are more likely to help virtual friends than “real” friends. Sometimes it’s much easier to help someone you don’t ever have to look in the eye. It doesn’t really matter. What’s important is that people help. They reach out and with the tap of a keyboard, the click of a mouse they change lives.
A couple days ago I had a minor freakout about my life. I was a bit scared of what might come next, a lot doubtful of my abilities and strength. I came here and vented. I opened up and shared my fears and my doubts. And you all rallied.
Thank you to everyone who told me to hang tight. Thank you to everyone who told me to have faith in myself and my talent. Some of you reached out via email and others left comments. I can’t tell you how much every one of those messages meant to me. I shouldn’t need external validation to value my work, but it sure does help to know that others appreciate it. Knowing that you’re there, reading, caring, makes me want to try harder and do better. I want to be the writer you think I am.
I’m not giving up. I’m going to find a way to make this all work. If anyone wants to reach out and offer me a mega million dollar book deal, go right ahead. In the meantime I’ll keep doing what I’m doing, writing for free and doing small jobs here and there. And, yes I know you’re all right, it’ll be ok in the end. Thank you for helping me see that.