When I first started the Velesi journey, I knew nothing about the publishing world. I knew The Binding was a story that I enjoyed, loved actually, and I wanted to share it. Not because I completed a manuscript, but because I was so involved in my characters’ lives, who and what they developed into, that I just wanted to introduce them to the world. However, being a novice, I had no clue how to get it out there. I am happy to say that The Binding, along with The Drifting and The Whispering, made it into a few hands, but not without help from a few friends. I'm not talking about people I have known all my life or about family, because no matter what, they will always be my support system. I’m talking about complete strangers who were taking the same journey I was with their own beloved stories: the indie authors.
In our quest to bring to others (somebody, anybody) our creative endeavors that had taken over our lives for a short period of time (because time waits for no author, so we must move onto other stories), somehow along the way, strangers became part of our support team. Our cheerleaders, our counsel and a shoulder to share the hurt and disappointment of a 1 Star review; very few are seldom pleasant.
When I was crushed by my first negative review I reached out to the Poster Girl of self-published authors, Darcy Chan. To my surprise, she recognized a drowning fellow author and threw me a life-line. She wrote, "Write what makes you happy, write for yourself and then for your readers...and grow some tough skin." Wise words.
There have been many others who stuck out their hands when the climb up the literary hill was too daunting. Trust me, there were days when the hill became a mountain. I’ve been encouraged, inspired and moved by the generosity of authors such as Hollie Westring, Paul R. Hewlett, Ariana Browning, Lauren Sweet, Liz Schulte, Lani Wendt Young, Sieni A.M. and so many others. I believe that the best way of thanking someone is to turn around and help another the same way these lovely authors have helped me in the past.
Dalia never took much stock in the prophecy that surrounded her and her sisters. Generations had come and gone with no change. Sent away to school at a young age, she counted her blessings and worked hard to keep them. When mysterious deaths start occurring in her village, she must return home to help her sisters anyway she can. Caught in the middle as the legend comes to life she must scramble to decide between life and death to save her people.
Until next time, good reading to all!