The Well of Youth is LIVE!!

It didn’t dawn on me until I was sitting at the launch, the display out for everyone, that I felt like I could be excited! The local Mayor was coming to give a speech, my Dad flew down from the NSW coast unexpectedly, but I didn’t feel until that moment that I’d really done it.

As people started turning up it started to pass in a blur, but I got so many pictures, and I am pleased to say this is one of the few I took alone (the rest are with the many loved ones standing next to the banner with me – or without me, I’m looking at you David);

There was cake too! – Ok, so it doesn’t look like it, but that big fat book is really a big fat chocolate cake that was delicious, thank you Vaye!

I got to catch up with so many old friends, and people I didn’t expect who made the afternoon wonderful! It felt less about showing off what I’d done, and more being grateful to all the people there.

To Scott who spent so much time helping me with it.

To Nushie, who couldn’t be there, but gave me such beautiful artwork, breathing life into my stories.

To Kate for making me look so pretty.

To Caroline for making me not feel awkward when she took pictures.

To Lorna for being my aid that day, unquestioningly making it go smoothly.

And to Emily who cracked jokes when I was nervous.

To Dee who gave such a… moving speech. It was very hard to do my speech afterward!

All the friends who came from far and wide, and it felt far less like I was talking to a bunch of strangers about my self spoken importance, and more about how far I’d come, and that they’d all had a part of it.

To my husband’s family who was there to support me – it meant so much and they have always made me feel so included in their family, even if I was a little odd.

To my Dad… who didn’t just come, he helped inspire all of this. I still got through the speech but it wasn’t easy!

I spent the evening hanging out with old uni friends who hadn’t seen each other in years and eating pizza while we reminisced. And then I went home and tired as I was I couldn’t sleep!

The next day should have been about follow up but instead I was at the Allcan Events Fundraiser for Breast Cancer, giving a speech, not about my stories or that I was an author, but about my very brave aunt who fought off cancer for nearly twenty years.

A beautiful event hosted by a work collegue and friend, Gigi, I was honoured, not just that she took the time out of a busy prep Saturday for her fundraiser to come to my book launch, but she also asked me to speak at her luncheon.

Its been a few days coming but I am glad to see the books finally online everywhere and now the hard part of marketing.

I couldn’t have done any of it without the love and support of my husband to whom I am truly grateful. He probably won’t read that but its OK, I do tell him, every day. And intend to keep doing so even with all the books that are to come.

Thank you all of you who were there on the day, and those of you who couldn’t make it I still got your wonderful messages of love and support and it gave me a sense of accomplishment. Thank you all!

I’m on a roller coaster I don’t know how to stop…

I’m ordering a banner, right now, I’m waiting for it to load in the background.

I sent an email to the cake lady about when to pick it up.

I’m about to put an update on the Kickstarter page – the print book won’t be ready in time, the funds haven’t come through for print copies to be there at the launch, but it doesn’t mean they aren’t coming. I’m sorry backers, but you will get it soon!

And… I’ve just fixed the last note that the editor made to the script.

Scott – I couldn’t have done this without you. This wouldn’t be this story without you.

I’ll never be able to thank you properly for all this. I’m going to try, but I don’t think anything will cover my gratitude for your help.

The Well of Youth is done. 129 thousand words. 233 pages.

If I thought I could I’d weep tears of blood.

I feel like I’m about to fail, about to disappoint everyone with my attempt at becoming an author.

And then I look at this manuscript. Two years of work.

We’re ten days away from the launch and somehow I want for it to be here now, and another part of me is scared silly.

I don’t think I’ve ever been proud though. That sounds so stupid, you’re proud of doing well at school, at getting a job done. Somehow those things just don’t compare to what is happening inside me right now.

I keep telling myself not everyone’s going to like it, its not a story for everyone and that’s OK.

Its not perfect and that’s OK.

But right now its perfect to me.

And Scott helped make it perfect. If I’m proud of what this story has become its because of all his hard work.

My Dad, my sister, and my husband helped make it perfect.

Perfect to me right here and right now.

Its been a long time coming and I can’t wait until those final moments and I publish. I look forward to seeing those of you that can make it to the launch to celebrate this with me. Thank you.

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