Alternative book cover. We ultimately decided that the side shot spoke to the book more.
In two short months, my first book, Woman Of Color will be published! It is surreal in many ways. And honestly, there are so many thoughts and emotions that I am constant flipping through. I can barely form a true paragraph about them.
A huge part of me has finally come to my role as a writer. After years of fighting through imposter syndrome, embarrassment, and even failure, I am feeling like now is a time to own a role. My book was written in the wee hours of the morning over the course of months. While going through some pretty intense life stuff during the writing process made it tough, ultimately I think it allowed me to find a place of writing I hadn’t known to exist prior.
There is another part of me that is so nervous I could cry at any minute. For myself. For my children. There’s one thing to write something and there is another to work towards its publishing date, knowing the days others will read it nears. I know that as their mother, as this story is mine, it in some sense impacts them. I am not naive to this. Actually, I am so acutely aware that age-appropriate conversations between me and them are normal occurences.
And then, there is a part of me that says and knows, that this course is no longer in the midst of diverging. It already has.
See, my thoughts are a bit wild these days. But mostly, I keep on thinking about why I wrote this and who I wrote it for. I get emotional thinking of River and Oak and just being with them on the publishing date. Going to our local bookstore and pointing to what they saw me make. For me. For them. For other women, too. I hope I’m doing it right. I think I’m doing it right.
Nevertheless, only two more months and you’ll have it. And here are some photos that are not in the book but that were shot by the impeccable Bee Walker and creatively directed by me.
You can pre-order your book today! Or, go into your local indie and request it right there!
Thank you for letting me share the countdown and nerves. And the sometimes non-sensical thoughts.
All my love,