Encouraged by how much fun I had writing that fanfic I will try to use that same energy, and effing grab my wip off my second novel on my phone and FINISH IT.
Yes!!!!
I will pretend my first book was written by someone else, I’m gonna pretend that it is a big thing with a lot of fandom (God how I wish it was like that!) and I’m gonna pretend I’m just writing fanfic to end the emptiness left by it.
Maybe from that eager perspective I will get it done.
I need to stop feeling sorry about myself and move it, write it, do it!
I need to get it out to the world, I need to publish my stories.
I need to do it for all the people who asks and begs for a second part, they’re maybe around a dozen people and that’s super worth it.
But most importantly I need to do it for myself.
Because I will hate myself forever for being so stupid of just giving up just because less than 200 people in the world got a copy (free, even!) of it.
I will hate myself for focusing on the material success of my stories, and not on what they make my readers feel. On how I feel when I produce my fiction, on the love I put into my characters, into the inner jokes.
And I said it before, I absolutely wish my books went viral, I long for people asking me about the lore, I long to share my inspirations, the little details that merge everything together. I would die of joy if I got fanart.
But nothing will work if I don’t just extract it out of my head into words in paper.
Anyway while you can, please check my book, “A flooded Courtyard” in English or “Patio de Luces” in Spanish (which is the original language, I self translated it 😎)
I promise, the second part is halfway there, and the Third part (wohooooooooo!!!!) is also on its first stages.
I got so much inside this silly head of mine!