Usually, when we go inside the post office, there's a line of people waiting to be helped. I suppose the heavy rain kept everyone inside their homes. Worked for us, because I had to mail out three copies of my novel, Chaser to three lucky giveaway winners. Unfortunately, the two winners from Canada had to settle for e-books. It's almost a crime how much they charge to ship a book north of the border.
The reason I participated in this book giveaway is due to a friend, Dave. Almost all local speculative authors where we live know Dave. He's one of those writers/mentors who gives up his time to help other authors in their quest to create. He's a rare breed, a selfless person who is not only one of the smartest people I know, but an incredible writer.
For the past couple of years, I've hovered within two worlds, creatively speaking. Sometimes I'm a writer, and other times, not so much. Since moving I haven't dedicated as much time to writing as I once did. I realized years ago that the chance of me becoming such a popular author that I could "quit my day job" and write full-time more than likely wasn't going to happen. It's one of the harsh realities every new writer experiences. They enter the world of writing and find it's different than what you see from the outside. For many, it's enough to cause them to stop writing all together.
Still, others solider on. They must write, must create and nothing--not lack of income or success--will stop them from writing.
This past weekend I did writer things. I caught a glimpse of that life and if felt good. Thanks Dave for pushing me and for including me in the adventure.
