10/15/2026
Well said, wonderful Violet. ❤️
Writing is such a solitary thing. Even when you’re riffing with beta readers or your editor, it’s largely a game of ping pong where the ball sits on your side of the table, with JUST your eyes on it, for a very long time.
And then, one day, you send that book out into the world, and suddenly it isn’t just yours anymore. It becomes a shared thing, somehow, OURS. It is the trippiest thing.
I honestly don’t know what strange alchemy or kismet has led Not Good Neighbors to find so many incredible people. There have been more than a few messages, comments, and interactions that have brought me to tears. (Petty Bettys forever. You know who you are. ❤️) and this was one of them.
All that time spent wondering whether folks would follow me into my little imaginary world and if it’d land for them. And then someone you’ve never met tells you that your book made them laugh and yearn and that they’re going to keep it around as an emotional support story.
AN EMOTIONAL SUPPORT STORY. 😭 What do you even do with that?
Anyway, I suppose this is my very long winded way of saying that if you’ve ever taken a moment to tell an author you loved their book, please know that it probably meant more to them than you realized. And to everyone who’s done that for me, thank you (for reading, for reaching out, for the sweetest words, and for making something that started out as mine feel like ours).
What a strange, wonderful thing it is that words on a page can build bridges between people who might otherwise never have found each other. 💜🩷 My heart is so full!!