To me… that is the most horrifying and yet more exciting words in my life right now. Horrifying because I have no idea what they think about my book. Exciting because, hey – someone read my book!

It is even worse when it is someone you are working with because you will see them day in
and day out, thinking what they thought of your book. If they read your book and told younotsureifenjoyed that they enjoyed it you find yourself thinking, “did they really enjoy it or are they just being nice?” I mean, they have no reason to lie to you but at the same time maybe they are just being nice because they are going to see you everyday and don’t want you being reminded that they are the person that hates your book. At the same time you may get those readers that talk to you about your book but talk in such a way that you don’t know if they enjoyed it or not. They compliment the book but fit in suggestions on where it could have been better… avoiding stating what their opinion is about your work and leaving you trying to decode their words.

Maybe it is the socially awkward introvert in me? Maybe I’m not giving myself enough credit because I can see every time I re-read my work where I can improve? I don’t know… but I shouldn’t be focusing on the negative. If anything, I should be focusing on the fact that I got one more person outside of my family and friends to read my book. This is one more person that can suggest to other people who are looking for something to read to read my book.

Don’t get me wrong – I enjoy hearing people say those words. I’m excited to hear what people thought or where I can improve in the next book. There is a sense of completion that comes when you hear those words and it sinks in every time some says those words that you actually wrote a book people are reading.

I don’t know… am I alone with this or do others feel the same way? Let me know in the comments below! πŸ™‚