When The Payoff is Worth the Wait
I’m sitting in my coffee shop — the one that gave me a safe space to write. A safe space to create. A safe space to just… be me. And honestly, I’m overwhelmed. For those of you who’ve been following this journey, you know the technological struggle has been real. I decided to write a book, and about a month into it my computer — the trusty steed that she was — ran her final run. Suddenly, I had no way to continue writing my debut novel. Or so you’d think. Not a stranger to terrible timing, I improvised. I wrote the entire manuscript by hand before eventually switching to an iPad. It wasn’t perfect, but once I paired it with a Bluetooth keyboard, I became unstoppable — 143,000 words in just four months. And then, as some of you noticed, I went silent. As fate would have it, the universe wanted to see just how badly I wanted this dream. In January, I was out of town for work, staying with a friend. On my last night, we went out to dinner. Things were finally starting to look up. I was a ...