Today I got to visit, in person, with my Dad for the first time since Covid broke out. It was wonderful to see him and just sit and talk about everything. He lives several hours away, so we rarely have time to do this even when there isn't a pandemic hanging over our heads.
He had just finished reading my second book, and it felt amazing to sit and talk about it with him. Listening to him tell me what he found I did really well was a HUGE ego boost for me. My Dad and I are from very different worlds, you see. That means having something like this that we can share is important to me. Being able to share my passion with him today was the best feeling I've had in a long time.
My Dad doesn't usually read books in the genre I write in, so I was amazed enough to find out that he planned to purchase and read my first book. It was surreal for me to try and picture him reading my story. But to sit with him, face to face, today and discuss the books was the most exhilarating thing in the world for me. I could see his reactions this time, not just hear his words.
He asked about my process and was pretty surprised to learn about it. It felt incredible to be able to tell him all about how I bring my books to life. I was also finally able to explain to him why I never thought I could be a writer in the first place. Maybe I will never be a chart-topper or earn the title of "Bestselling Author", but moments like today make every minute of the effort worthwhile.
Thanks, Dad, for all your love and support.
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