I Wrote a Book… And It Terrified Me
Writing at a Coffee Shop
Hi, my loves.
I want to talk about something deeply personal today. Not in a polished, “I have it all figured out” kind of way. But in a real, honest, slightly shaky voice kind of way.
Because…I wrote a book.
Like…a whole ass book.
And for the first time ever, other people are reading my words.
Not just a caption.
Not just a journal entry.
Not just a fleeting thought.
A full story.
And I’m not going to lie to you, I’ve been anxious. Excited. Proud. Nervous. All of it at the same time.
This has been a dream of mine since I was a kid. One of those quiet dreams you don’t say out loud because you’re scared someone will laugh or question it.
So for years, I kept it to myself.
Until I finally stopped hiding.
How Healing Turned Into Storytelling
This book didn’t come from some perfect moment of inspiration.
It came from healing.
After my divorce, I realized I was still holding onto a lot. Anger. Sadness. Disappointment.
So I tried something simple: I wrote a letter I would never send.
And somewhere in the middle of releasing all of that…
Something shifted.
Characters started forming.
Stories started unfolding.
I started imagining something new.
That was the moment everything changed.
From My Story to All Parts of Me
I actually wrote two versions of this book.
The first one? Too personal. Too raw.
But the second version became All Parts of Me.
A slow burn romance set in Seattle, following a therapist named Lila Williams who is incredible at helping others heal… but struggles to let anyone truly see her.
The story is rooted in parts work — the idea that we are made up of different versions of ourselves.
The healed parts.
The hurt parts.
The protective parts.
And sometimes, it’s not the “present you” reacting…
It’s a past version of you trying to keep you safe.
Writing This Book Changed Me
Beginning to build out my author era for 2026
Even if this book never becomes a bestseller…
This process still gave me something I can’t put a price on.
It helped me release things I didn’t even realize I was still carrying.
It gave me purpose.
It reminded me that I’m allowed to create something just because I want to.
And most importantly…
It proved to me that I can do hard things.
The Fear Doesn’t Go Away… You Just Move Anyway
I used to be afraid of starting.
Now I’m facing a different fear:
What happens now that I’ve done it?
What if people don’t like it?
What if it’s not “good enough”?
But here’s the truth I’ve had to sit with:
I would rather try and fail than never try at all.
Because now I get to say it.
I went after my dream.
Why I Need You to Hear This
If you’re sitting on a dream right now…
This is your sign.
Do it when you’re tired.
Do it when you’re scared.
Do it anyway.
And instead of listening to the voice telling you not to, ask it:
Why not?
Because what’s on the other side of trying might be joy.
Might be fulfillment.
Might be a version of you that you haven’t even met yet.
You Can Start Small
You don’t have to write a whole book tomorrow.
Write one page.
You don’t have to reinvent your life overnight.
Just start.
If You Want to Support My Dream
All Parts of Me Cover Art
My debut novel All Parts of Me is officially out in the world, and you can purchase the book today if you want to be part of this journey with me.
This story holds so much of my heart. And if even one person feels seen because of it, that’s enough for me.
Final Thoughts
When we hide the parts of ourselves that want more…
We slowly suffocate them.
And when we finally let them breathe?
That’s when life starts to feel real again.
So please…
Don’t be the person who wakes up one day full of regret because you never tried.
Be the person who went for it.
Even if it was messy.
Even if it was imperfect.
Even if it was terrifying.
Because I promise you…
You’re more capable than you think.
