Something that's been on my mind recently.
I'm a published novelist. My first novel was published last year in July. I achieved moderate sucess with it, and I put some money in my pocket. But, the bottom line is that I fulfilled a life long dream...being able to hold my own novel in my hand.
But...I'm not a diva. I don't need pandering. I don't go around crowing over my accomplishments because that's not the kind of person I am. I don't even really use the Twitter I set up for my pen name because I'm as ignored there as I am on my personal Twitter.
This has only been on my mind because I'm tired of the diva-like attitudes that most of the other authors in my "house" seem to have. Talk about liking to hear the sound of one's own voice!
In this day of insta-celebs, I'm just an average everyday person who puts her pants on one leg at a time and goes to work every day.
No comments:
Post a Comment