I am a writer.
And guess what, I'm really feeling like one now. No longer do I feel like a fraud who just says "yes I write, but no I have nothing available for the public" or "umm, I don't know how to describe my books they wouldn't be your cup of tea" that is no longer I.
Independently publishing my works has given me confidence as a writer, so much so I say that I am one when meeting new people at the pub. I am proud to call myself a writer and even more talkative on the process of independent publishing, which I love! How could I not love editing, formatting, proof-reading, cover design and uploading my works? Especially when I get a thrill of seeing the final product out there and ready to be read. This is my work and I love it.
So... now what?
First I am going home to have my third cup of tea for the day along with lunch. After that I will probably fiddle around with a couple of story ideas, write some notes and see what takes my fancy and then maybe I'll start writing it properly. Who knows. Either that or I could pull Blair's second book out and get to work on editing that. No matter what there is a tea in my future.