|Me, in my happy place: My front porch.|
As a result of struggling with my health over the last few years, I let go of trying so hard and rediscovered why I like to write to begin with—because I have something to say, something to share, and I want to be heard.
Here is what happens when you let go, write from your deepest and most honest place in your heart...people want to publish your work and you don't have to agonize over it anymore.
Below is what has been happening with my writing lately...
I've had more work published in the last 8 months than in the previous five years. Five years where I was trying, with an agent, to get manuscripts bought and published. Five years of self doubt and trying to please some phantom editor that never manifested or said yes. Below are pieces that felt natural to write and were not the product of trying to please anyone.
I share this with you on the heels of an acceptance email from a publication that is paying me for my story of the journey with my mental health. I can't wait to share that one with you, too. More to come!