So, one year ago today, MAKE IT COUNT released. Yeah. Seriously. It’s been a year. HOW HAS THIS HAPPENED. Since MiC released, I’ve written… um, a lot of books. In 2015, I signed three contracts. I… am not even sure what all has happened anymore.
I don’t even know where this post is going, other than to say. Holy Crap. This whole thing has been a dream come true. Pinch me.
When MiC released, I remember being so focused on numbers – sales and Amazon rank and blah and blah and I don’t even like numbers, why do we need them even?
And one thing I’ve grown to understand over the year is that… well… numbers matter but they aren’t everything. They aren’t even most things. At least, not to me and not at this point in my career. They don’t show the reader emails and messages, the time I fangirled like a moron over Ruthie Knox and Carolyn Crane, but then hung out and drank Dallas Rubies with them and the rest of the Wonkamance crew (I think I actually said to Molly O’Keefe, “Do you know you’re Molly O’Keefe?” I mean, can I be more cliche?). The time I cried and babbled to Kristen Ashley like a total crazy person. The time Damon Suede picked me up in his arms and we have a picture of us both laughing. The time Jay Crownover TOTALLY schooled those teenage boys who tried to sell us pot. (I’m still laughing about that)
The encouraging talks with my agent and editors, where they teach me about my craft and show me how to be a better writer/author/person.
They don’t show the friends I’ve made, the calories I’ve burned laughing with them over really dumb typos. The times we’ve supported each other, not just in our careers, but in our personal lives, so that now I consider them some of my very best friends. They don’t show the experiences I’ve had at conventions and signings, meeting readers and other authors.
Because for me, that’s what I love most about this career — it’s not just numbers and it’s not just getting to meet amazing authors who act like I’m their peer (jokes on them, I’m not, I’m just a poser). It’s EVERYTHING together, as a whole, the sum of all its parts.
So I love this career because of the stories I’m able to tell and the people I’ve met along the way and all the experiences I’ve had. It’s been a helluva year. A crazy year. And I can’t wait for what the future holds.
Gah, that was SAPPY. Ugh. I need to go rub some dirt on my face now.
Love to you all. <3