Reaching out

I briefly touched on it with my previous post, but after the week I’ve had, I would honestly not be able to live with myself if I didn’t do the right thing by giving it the deserved attention it needs.

I’m an indie author. Going into writing and wanting to have a book published, I was relatively aware of the mountain of work which awaited me. I knew that it was going to demand long hours and the majority of my attention. And being in a completely different country and time zone, I knew I had my challenges cut out for me. As release-day approached and came, I somewhat expected the tsunami and I must admit that I wasn’t all that surprised when it took me.

What I hadn’t expected, were the lifesavers who reached out to me and somewhat pulled me aboard their already-overcrowded boat. These women tucked me under their wing and steered me in the right direction, despite having very full schedules of their own. I am just amazed. And beyond grateful. Had we received a predetermined amount of ‘thank you’s’ to gift in life, I would easily have depleted my quota in this week alone.

They send me notes or messages, or check whether I’d seen a post. They’ve put me in contact with groups or people I could benefit from. I’d tentatively approached the business of being published, thinking that it was ruthless and cutthroat, and that it was a case of every author for him-or-herself. Not so. At least, not the overwhelming majority of ones I’ve come across. And not just authors, but groups admins and bloggers as well.

I can report that I am pleasantly surprised by the outcome. I’ve only been published for a few days now and the road ahead still lies dark in the distance, but my faith in basic human kindness has been restored. Especially considering that I’m receiving ongoing help from persons who do not expect anything in return for it, or is not even benefitting from it in any way, shape or form. (Yeah, close your mouth. I still can’t believe it either!) It’s almost too good to be true, right? And yet it is.

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Yes, I closed my eyes and I took that leap of faith. And when I was falling, angelic hands reached out and caught me. Like I said to one: Has a word been thought up yet which transcends a mere ‘thank you’? Now, the two little words seem so deficient to me – so utterly lacking in the immense gratitude I’d like to express.

So this week’s blog is dedicated to them. To my guardian angels who didn’t know me from a bar of soap and yet still deemed me worthy of their time. Ladies, thank you doesn’t cut it, it never will. All that’s left for me to do, is to now put my faith in Karma and trust that the universe will come full circle to bless you with all that you so richly deserve.

To guard their privacy, I won’t name names, but you know who you are. You have my respect, my loyalty, my love and my friendship. May it be a drop in the ocean of my debt to you.

Book-hugs, Michelle

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Dare to break free?

I did exactly that, proving to my best friends that I’m still a hell of a lot of fun. Anyone could have made the same screw-up I did, mistaking gorgeous Gabriel Burke for the world’s most talented escort. Aren’t I the proven idiot to later find that he’s actually a legendary womanizer, the sole heir to billions and worst of all, a dedicated bachelor.

So I’ll have to get over it, because I’m looking for Mr. Right and Gabe isn’t it. But there’s something that keeps bringing him back and God help me, I just can’t say no. Every time he looks at me with those incredible hazel eyes, I’m lost. Every time he seduces me with one of his deep fuck-me kisses, I surrender. Still, he’s all kinds of wrong. But then he offers me a compromise I simply can’t refuse: I continue my search for The One and as long as my heart remains unclaimed, he gets to ravish me in his bed every night.

You know what they say about making a deal with the devil? I’d tell you that the price is much more than just your soul. I should know, because I dearly pay when he drags me through hell and back… more than once.

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