Being a writer is not always easy. There are days I never look up from my computer. And others I wander through the house from room to room brainstorming to try and get a clearer picture of what I want to happen in my story. Some days it comes easy and others it's like pushing a jelly bean up a mountain with my nose.
But yesterday was one of the good days. I got my galley of Breaking Free. I haven't okayed it yet.
I have to read all the way through the book and make sure that every t is crossed and every i dotted. But there's nothing wrong with the cover. It's a beauty. And my man is something that dreams are made of. Just as is my hero Adam "Hawk" Yazzie.
As much as I'm enjoying my kindle, I have to tell you that holding that print book in my hand really thrilled me to no end. I believe it's because it is a concrete representation of all the work that has gone into writing a novel. Part of it is knowing that every one of my 93,000 words is in there. And those words have come from inside my head and my heart.
I hope when a reader picks it up and opens it to that sea of words he/she will know that I believed in every one of them.