As time passes by, each day I become more aware that I’m ending an era in my life.
When I wrote my first book, Charming Selene, it was just a story. A story that started from a sentence that wouldn’t leave my mind. A story that felt like it was time for me to share. By the time I wrote the second book, Charmed Destiny, I knew that I wanted the final book to be the beginning and the end of the story I had built. With Charming it seemed that this book was cursed in many ways. From all the mishaps, the pain of trying to become an author, and telling a story for all to read was frightening.
Every day since publishing the first book, has been a task of keeping myself sane during this process. It was and is a form of therapy for my soul, but with that you are free to letting everyone see inside your soul. Writing is a form of laying it all out there. Letting the world read your dreams, your nightmares, and letting them having an open door into your mind. Nobody ever tells you that this is some scary shit. People see dollar signs as a way to make themselves happy, I see writing as an outlet to the chaos in my mind; that makes me happy.
No one ever tells you that once you publish something that people can begin to hate you and not even know you. Then you find out who your real friends are too. People will be jealous, people won’t want the best for you, and people will talk about you. They will become critics of everything you do, everything you said, everything you wrote. In a form it teaches you to overcome all of the hate out there, it teaches you to learn to see through the bull shit and it teaches you to learn what you out of life. I’ve never wrote for anyone, just myself. I never thought in a million years everyone would have an opinion on my life and my work… I just wanted to tell my story.
Writing this final book in the series that’s loosely based on my life is like letting go of everything and putting it out for all the world to read. It’s hard to do… It’s even harder to figure out how the book will end when you thought this day wouldn’t come. But if there’s one thing I’ve learned along this journey, I’m just me… I’m not the best writer, I’m not the best author, and I’m not the best at anything really. I just try. That’s all you can do. You have to try and make your dreams come true. You have to take that step and find yourself along the way. You see, I don’t know how to be anyone else or write any other way except for the way I do. That’s when you realize, you can only be yourself. You can only be the best YOU that you can be.
The time is coming for me to close this chapter in my life, and even though I’m mourning that part in a way, I can’t wait to see what the future holds. Keep true to yourself along the way. Keep your head up because life is too short to worry about the rest. I love the life I live… It took me a long time to find out who I was, what I was made of, and now… Now, I’m living for me. No one can take that away from you. Be proud of where you are and if you’re not.. keep striving till you look in that mirror and see that you’re only human, and you’re the only one who can ever make your dreams come true… Let’s face it, nobody is going to do it for you… People will use you, they will abuse you, but in the end, light that fire that’s burning inside of you. BE the light you want to see!
Peace, Love, and all that Jazz- Dee