So I finally self-published my first book (not my last, I promised myself). The initial proof wasn’t what I wanted it to be. The size and feel: something was off. And the cover art was less than professional-looking. And so I tweaked. With the second proof, things felt better but there was something funky happening on one of the pages. A minor detail that, to this day, I can’t seem to ‘fix’. It finally went live on Amazon and with the cover image still not uploaded to the listing, I sat here thinking that I couldn’t let the world know about it until that little detail was fixed – until it was all just right. I was waiting for perfection. And that’s when I reminded myself that waiting for perfection often means we’ll be waiting forever.
So here it goes. I made you something. And it’s ready for you. It’s flawed. It’s raw. It’s extremely uncomfortable to put out in the world because it’s so close to my tender heart. And that’s precisely why I want to share it with you. Now.
Grab a copy. And if you love it, share it with others who can relate to it. And if you love it, I would be eternally grateful if you could leave a comment and rating on Amazon to get it out there some more. Because I truly believe that the more we share ourselves with others – the more we’re vulnerable, open, real, and raw – the more we encourage others to open up and share. And sharing is healing.