Lately, I’ve been at a crossroads in this long journey of mine.
I’ve been at a mental standstill in all things I covet because I could not figure out where to go next. This is not at all in a story sense, no, that is all well and good and pure. It is everything that comes after that has spiraled me into questioning everything.
Is this the path I want to be on?
Why am I doing this?
Is this what I want?
What prompted this was merely a poor review of Harmonic Waves.
I don’t care about the review or the reviewer. The opinion does not mean anything to me because I don’t care what this person thinks. I know my work is good and I love it.
It rattled me for a moment, though, because of one little thing called perception.
Because that review will send people away regardless of whether they even agree or have any commonality with that reviewer or not.
Because people I associate with ‘in real life’ might see it upon investigating my claims of being a self-published author and think poorly of me as a result.
Because I feel it misrepresented the …