They grow up so fast, don’t they?
Two years ago today, with the help of my trusty, furry assistant, Riggins, I launched Book Perfume and released it out into the world. And by that I mean tentatively sent it to a few friends and family members and said something like, “You don’t have to read it, but …I kind of started this book blog…so…you know, if you feel like looking at it, here it is. No pressure!”
That “Go confidently into the direction of your dreams” paper weight I keep on my desk really knows how to push me.
My hesitancy didn’t come from being afraid to have people read what I wrote. I mean, yes, that insecurity never quite goes away, but I’ve been a writer my whole life. I write for a living. And you certainly don’t get through an MFA program without feeling very comfortable sitting silently by while your peers dissect every sentence of your work. No, my reservations came more from the fact that there were so many wonderful book blogs out there already. Why would anyone read mine? What if nobody read mine? Or what if I just couldn’t keep up with it and Book Perfume became another thing I said I was going to do and let fall by the wayside, like the way I’ve been saying for four years that I’m going to teach Riggins to ring a little bell when he needs to go outside?
I owe a thousand cupcake-filled thank yous to everyone who has taken a moment to read, comment, share, and join in on the fun on Facebook and Twitter. Whether you’ve stopped by for the book reviews, the Outlander recaps, or the occasional picture of Riggins doing something adorable, I appreciate it more than you know. I love being a part of this bookish community, and I love talking books with all of you.
So glad you started and have kept BOOK PERFUME going. Now you need to get going on getting your book out there!!!
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