My book is done.
Well, almost. The manuscript has been written. Editors have read it. Now it's time to go through a few more proofreaders before I turn it in.
Holy crap on a cracker I wrote a book.
I. Wrote. A. Book.
But this post isn't about the book. This post is about taking chances. And turning maybes into realities.
At this time last year, I was preparing to go through a major life change. I had been unhappy and I was determined to do something about it. June will mark the one-year anniversary of moving home, starting graduate school, and leaving my job — the one I had thought was my dream.
In this restart of my life, writing a book in the next year was not in the plan. In the back of my head, I thought that maybe, one day, I'd write one. For years I had toyed with ideas and even wrote a few of those ideas down. My personal, horrible dating life could serve as the start to plenty of hilarious rom coms. Maybe one day you'll read about them.
Then, one day, I saw that Corinne Michaels was taking submissions to write in her Salvation Society. She was even taking never-published authors. For weeks I considered sending in a few chapters. Finally, with plenty of pushing from my book bestie Kelly (you need to check out her Bookstagram account. It's amazing), I hit send. In October, I received an email that I was picked. I was going to write a book.
Fast forward to now, and I've done something that once was a bucket list item. Something that fell under the "maybe one day" category. As I'm making sure all of the "I"s are dotted and "T"s are crossed on "Reformation," I still have to pinch myself that this has happened.
The point of this long-winded blog is that everyone has a "maybe one day" item. Maybe it's to visit somewhere. Maybe it's to learn a new skill. Maybe it's to write a book. If we have learned anything over the past few months, it's that we have no clue what is around the corner. So do it. The first chance you get. Make maybe a reality. From personal experience, it's one of the best feelings in the world.