I became an author. One of the most exciting days of my life. In twenty-four months, thanks to the full support of my family, I have written several hundred thousand words, published six full novels, two children’s books, one short, and I collaborated to four different anthologies. To make a long story short, I am happy. And this is what happiness looks like to me:
Congrats, Monica!
I was happy to have your story in my anthology.
Thank you, Jason. I loved writing that short 🙂 Thanks for having me!
Good for you, and wow. Six books in two years. Sheez. Even if I wasn’t working full time I doubt I could crank out six books in that time. Keep at it.
Happy Birthday proud Mama of books, otherwords known as AUTHOR. Amazing, you make beautiful children and beautiful books. Your talent just dumbfounds me. I still have three to go and have had so many days set aside to read but today really is the day! I am currently being snowed in, in the mountains. It’s gonna be a curled up by the fire, PJ, hot cocoa with marshmallows, and my favorite dystopian, fantasy, love, children’s author ever. The only thing that could make this day more perfect would be if you were here to cook something fun for me!
Thank you as usual, Peggy!
Congratulations! That’s an amazing output in only two years. You deserve every success as an author x
Thank you, Clare! Hopefully, it will happen for all of us 🙂