My veteran author friends tell me this feeling will never really go away. You come to love your characters as you write them. Care for them, guide them through the challenges they face.
Then you send them out into the world.
As a debut author, the idea that people I don’t know are reading my book is both exciting and scary.
Exciting because this is why we write, to tell stories. To entertain. To inspire. To enlighten. Or even just to let someone have a small respite from the reality of their lives.
Scary because. Well, it feels to me the same way I felt when I watched my (then) teenage son back out of the driveway, driving by himself, alone, out into the world.
While I know everyone has different tastes in reading material and my book won’t be for everyone, just like a mother, it’s hard to let go and let Sadie and Wyatt make their own way out in the world.
But reviews like this help. A lot! Thanks Kathy Altman for the amazing review!
I think they’ll be just fine.
I’m hearing more and more young women (and men) using the phrase, “I don’t give a fuck”.
I don’t think that phrase means what you think it means.
I’ve heard young women throwing the phrase around like it’s this week’s bae or fleek.
But I see them giving fucks about EVERYTHING. Constantly. They GAF about those K-people on TV. They GAF about the person who cut them off in traffic. They GAF about the random stranger who said something rude to them.
They are bleeding GAFs.
What, exactly, is not giving a fuck?
It is a skill. A skill most refined in mature women who have seen a thing or two in their lives. Who have lived through several life altering events.
The biggest misunderstanding is that not giving a fuck means that you don’t care.
No. Not at all. It means you care DEEPLY.
But you ONLY care deeply about the things that matter to you. Traffic? No fucks. Latest celebrity scandal? No fucks. My granddaughter? ALL THE FUCKS.
My friend TOJ (The Other Janet – Janet Edens Conover) once said she saw her GAFs as a trust fund she was born with. The older and wiser she became, the less she was tempted to throw them away. She needed to save her GAFs for important stuff.
To truly not GAF, you must know yourself. Intimately. You must be emotionally and intellectually honest with yourself. You must be able to forgive. To move on. To not carry forward the burden of fucks you wasted in the past. You will not be afraid to speak your mind because you know how precious your fucks are and you will not waste them. No matter how hard people try to make you give one.
Know your circus.