After residing in dry dock the past year, the fiction writer in me is a little shy about coming back out.
And, well, that sucks.
This is not me.
Despite being riddled by anxiety in the rest of my life, I am brazen in my career.
Until dry dock.
But, yesterday, I plopped my mousy hull back into the publishing waters and sent novels out for reprinting glory!
Bottom line: Whether you sink or swim, just get your dang dinghy back out on the sea.