Tricia: "I really loved that book, but I sort of felt like maybe I could have written it. The author's voice was a lot like mine."
My mom: "Well, if you had written it, then nobody would have ever gotten to read it. Because you never send anything to a publisher."
But she's right. I have many things sitting and waiting for my courage to match their worth.
There is a small population to whom I have promised new shoes and a handbag if I turn thirty before I have sent a manuscript to a publisher.
I better get writing. Or shopping.