A “real author”
One of the hardest parts of this project has been viewing myself as a real author. I didn’t grow up dreaming of being published. I didn’t work on the high school newspaper. I didn’t even take a journalism class in college.
I see the need for this book, for my Dad’s story to be told and to help those with Secondary Trauma, so I push on.
I just applied for my first literary grant to help with this book. You HAVE to brag on yourself when you have two pages to beg for money. You have to toot your own horn. I’m not unfamiliar to self promotion- I built my practice from the ground up. I am an LCSW though (Licensed Clinical Social Worker). I felt confident and competent doing that.
So my goal from this moment forward- my first round of edits are back. I am no longer allowed to say “I’m not a real author”. I’m just not a published author…yet 😉