As I embark on my authorpreneurial adventure, I've decided it's time for a new, dedicated and committed, blog. To share my adventure as it goes -- my writer's life and how I'm figuring out this whole publishing thing.
I named this blog Sprial Bound in honor of how I wrote my first full novel, in a pink spiral bound notebook, wide ruled, in pencil. I drew all the illustrations myself. It was the first novel I ever finished, front and back of 180 pages in 11-year-old scrawly handwriting.
I still have it. It's lost the front cover and the first page. But it's still there, and I cherish it.
It's a story about a girl named Tess, (which was my favorite name for a while), who travels back in time, makes friends and rights wrongs, and finally finds her way back home again.
I am so in awe of my perseverance at that age to actually finish the whole story. It never felt like work, it was a joy, it was my special, fun, favorite thing to do. I was excited for it, it was what I did when I could choose to do anything.
That's the spirit I want to get back to, the feeling I want to remember. To create joyously without a care in the world for what other people will think of it. To be doing it for me, because I love it and because it's fun.
Writing has always been my thing that I do for me. I've forgotten that. I want to remember it now as I go forward and show that little girl that the thing she loves is what she gets to do every day as a grown-up.
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