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I finally did it! I have submitted my manuscript for my children's book and it has been accepted for publishing! I am going to be an author. I have imagined this for most of my lifetime. I fought back self doubt and fear and I am proud to say that I have succeeded. I have penned a very cute and interactive story for young ones to dive into. I can't wait to see how it all comes together. I decided to submit my manuscript to a hybrid publishing company. A hybrid publisher is a fusion between self publishing and traditional publishing. A publishing agent from the company contacted me and explained their services (editing, illustrating, type setting, marketing and many more), she let me know that they were pretty particular with the type of books they approve to publish so just submit and "we will see what happens." It took me months to submit it, I have to admit, because I was extremely nervous and the possibility of the rejection would have burned. However, I did it and I am about to be published! Ha!

I am saving up money to get it going (only paying for services). I have created a Gofundme page as well gf.me/u/ph6muv. I need support and I am learning each day that it is okay to ask for the things you need. This book will be made and copies will be sold online and via book retailers. It's a pretty awesome accomplishment. I do not want to give too much away regarding the book. As publishing begins, I will share a little more (like the title of the book). I pray for an out pour of support. 

Despite all that has been happening with my health, this personal accomplishment has been such a silver lining. I believe that no matter how old a person is, you are still on a journey of finding yourself and connecting with whoever you are in that place and time. In this place and time I stand in I have found that I am believing more in my abilities and talents. I am starting to see what others have seen for years. I have found that I am tired of being seized by my own inner self doubt and disbelief. I have pure talent. I see that. Everything I have written over the years now mean so much more to me because I see with different eyes. I read my prose and poetry and short stories like someone way more talented than I penned it. I often hear "Dang! That is really good!" and I look at around and realize it was me who said it. I finally belief in myself and it is a hug beyond all hugs. 

I will continue to publish updates about my children's book. I can't wait! Keep a look out for it. 😉
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