At long last, my first poetry chapbook, Across An Aqueous Moon: Travels in Autism, is here!
Yes, it’s a few months late. But does that really matter at this point?
I can honestly say, no, it does not. Any pain and suffering is forgotten once the book is in your hands.
As soon as I opened the box, I sat down and read the book cover to cover. Thankfully, I found no typos! But mostly what I realized is that I am so, so proud of my work.
It was a long, strange journey to arrive at this place, starting with a nasty thumb infection and a random text. Nearly two years later, I have a book. A tiny book, but a book nonetheless. My first.
This is such an exciting time! I hope it’s a sign of good things to come. Now I need to learn all I can about book promotion….
Until next time,