We are getting to that time of year when we are supposed to be enjoying our friends and family but are instead scurrying from here to there without a second thought because we are so busy trying to get everything done for the holidays whether it be decorate, wrap presents, everyday life obligations, remembering to thank the Elf of the Shelf for appearing, scouring Pinterest to see why our homemade gift looks nothing like our pin does, finishing a book (<—that would be me)…it’s so crazy that we never stop to take a moment to breathe…and then you don’t even have a moment to breathe because the stress you feel is holding it hostage…
SO…I am taking that moment right now to say a few words to you all before I can’t see straight from my personal chaos that three little ones create…Forgive me if I get a little sentimental but, well, you know that’s how I am.
This year has been crazy in so many ways I can’t even begin to remember it all. I mean, I went from the highest high of hitting #2 on the New York Times as an indie author with Crashed to one day later my son being paralyzed (Thank you to those who still ask about his health. He is about 99.5% recovered now)…talk about life teaching you where your priorities need to be. I went from being banned from Amazon with my short story UnRaveled in the Bend Anthology (which I will forever feel guilty for regardless of how many times the ladies in the anthology tell me to shush up) to signing a traditional book deal with Penguin books to bring you Slow Burn and Sweet Ache. I went from Raced hitting USA Today bestsellers list to being scared to death to turn in Slow Burn to my editor for the fear that it wasn’t going to be ‘enough’ for a traditional book on shelves in stores. And then what happens? I get asked to sign on for another book. Crazy stuff, I tell you. If you would have asked me two years ago if I ever thought this would have been my life, I would have laughed. Being an author was something that little chubby girl, who sat on the grass with her notebook in her hand, dreamt of and never thought was going to happen. Never.
Even with all of those surreal moments, one of the bests parts of the year was befriending and getting to meet so many of you. So many of these moments spent with you will be something I will always cherish even if this author thing doesn’t pan out. From the signings in Los Angeles to Cleveland to Book Bash to New York to Oklahoma City to Las Vegas…you ladies know how to spoil me. I truly am the luckiest author out there. You are all so passionate about these books and characters and support me no matter what direction I try to take on this journey…it’s truly overwhelming…So at this time of year when we thank and spend time with our loved ones, I just want to make sure to let you know that I consider you all a part of my extended family. I truly do. (My husband even knows some of your names).
Think of this as my Season’s Greetings card to you and your family. Wishing you a happy holidays and a memorable 2015!
I RACE YOU!
(I could make 25 more of these collages with all of the memories I have from 2014, so forgive me if I left you out, but Sweet Ache needs to get finished!)