That Naked Dream

We have all had it right, that one where you are in front of a crowd or your friends and you’re naked? And all you can think is how exposed you feel.

It really is a terrible feeling.

Letting other people read words I have written down makes me feel naked. I want to write books people read, obviously. Except, when people actually start reading my stuff, well, that’s when shit gets real.

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The Luckiest is officially live and for sale on Amazon. I posted about it on my Facebook last night and I had a whole bunch of friends share the link and noticed on their links people commenting “Oh I bought it, it sounds cute”, etc. Holy shit, strangers are buying something I wrote!

This is as bad as the naked dream except it is real life, folks.

Please let it be worth the $1.99! I mean, people get crappy food from fast food joints for $1.99, right? Buy my book, it is healthier for you than an order of french fries and maybe cheaper depending on where you are eating!

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The Luckiest

I have attempted to write the Great American Novel more times than I would like to admit. I get into a novel, get it started, and then my interest immediately wanes. Writing is no easy feat.

After several failed attempts I figured I would listen to the old “write what you know” idea. I tweaked it a bit and changed it to “write what you would like to read”.

I like romance novels. I like happily ever after. I like there to be a little bit of sexual tension. I like couples falling in love.

That’s what I attempted to write. A light book. One you can devour while snuggled up on your couch or sunbathing on the beach. I wanted it to be a book you can finish and think, “well, that was nice.”

Here’s hoping.

The Luckiest by Margaret Berger