I need to talk to you. Something has been on my mind…
Two years ago I was happily here, full steam ahead on my work. I was promoting and getting to know many of you.
And as it is for many of you, writing is my life. It keeps my soul afloat.
Two years ago when I was crazy focused on getting my work out there, I met someone from Canadian tv who promised to help get my work off the ground and get it out into the world. It was probably my biggest dream. And then that person sexually harassed me for three months.
They did not care about my work or my art. And it killed my love of my work for two years.
I said to myself I wouldn’t touch my writing again.
But then my work was always there, in the back of my mind. Until I told myself I had to finish it. It’s a promise I made to myself. So right now I am..
If you are interested in following my work, please do. The support after such a terrible two years of self loathing and guilt helps. I no longer write with the hopes of getting it out there. I just want to write and finish the project I started years ago.
Thanks for listening. It took two years for me to say this.