I did a thing I've dreamt about since high school. I wrote a book filled with poetry. This book isn't all poetry, but it has poetry scattered throughout, and I simply cannot get over how I actually did this thing I've wished for over half my life.
When I got the email that the book was officially listed on Amazon, immediately, my mind flashed to the English classroom I was walking out of and into the hallway where I remember standing as I wished this wish. I remember the white walls and the desks and how I had just spent a class period writing poetry. Not sure if I was supposed to be or was in a poetic fit and ignoring my classwork or what, but there it is. I remembered how I felt so sure I would attain my wish. I would be a poet one day. And it all felt so perfect.
High on joy is where I am right now with my book. I hope it sells nicely—even well—but just seeing how people who have been waiting all these years for "my book" to be published are buying it to see what I've done causes me to fill with joy. I'm absolutely changed by the experience. So much trust that I would write something worthwhile to read. So much loyalty. So much joy for me that they want to add to mine by sharing in it. It's a divine circle (opposite of a vicious one), and I am caught up in it thanks to many of you.
These past many years have been such a fire, and I don't imagine it will cease, but I now have this accomplishment to remind myself how I can reach my dreams. It is possible for a regular person like me. And I am completely overjoyed.
If you haven't already heard the news about my book, you can read the notice I sent out on Saturday, February 10, 2018: This Phoenix Speaks.
When I got the email that the book was officially listed on Amazon, immediately, my mind flashed to the English classroom I was walking out of and into the hallway where I remember standing as I wished this wish. I remember the white walls and the desks and how I had just spent a class period writing poetry. Not sure if I was supposed to be or was in a poetic fit and ignoring my classwork or what, but there it is. I remembered how I felt so sure I would attain my wish. I would be a poet one day. And it all felt so perfect.
High on joy is where I am right now with my book. I hope it sells nicely—even well—but just seeing how people who have been waiting all these years for "my book" to be published are buying it to see what I've done causes me to fill with joy. I'm absolutely changed by the experience. So much trust that I would write something worthwhile to read. So much loyalty. So much joy for me that they want to add to mine by sharing in it. It's a divine circle (opposite of a vicious one), and I am caught up in it thanks to many of you.
These past many years have been such a fire, and I don't imagine it will cease, but I now have this accomplishment to remind myself how I can reach my dreams. It is possible for a regular person like me. And I am completely overjoyed.
If you haven't already heard the news about my book, you can read the notice I sent out on Saturday, February 10, 2018: This Phoenix Speaks.
So incredible!!
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