Rose House has been out for four days now. I am still a little bit in awe, a lot nervous, and extremely humbled at the outpouring of support from my readers, friends, and family. I have been hearing a lot from old high school friends and it really takes me back to the days when my dream was so young. I am so grateful for people who supported and encouraged my dream of being an author.
This week, I’ve been speaking at local schools and talking about dreams. I tell them about how I grew up in a small town. My family was very humble, and I wasn’t really more exceptional than anyone else, yet I decided I wanted to be a writer and I never lost the dream. The kids I spoke to today promised they would keep dreaming. I sure hope they do because without dreams, where would we all be?