What a good feeling it is to finish something. Last night I saw my first short story collection published, Twelve Shards of Glass. The feeling, as always is one of both sadness and elation.
A part of me gets used to being around the work in question and then suddenly that relationship changes and I have a different kind of relationship.
I’m very excited about this collection of stories because I think writing these for the book and with having a set theme in mind, connections with glass, I have been able to use different writing styles, as well as light and shade.
As an author, I’m all too often judged by the work at hand, as to my ability. This of course is nonsense, as we can all turn our hands to different things, if we’re offered the opportunity.
Many of the stories have a twist in the tale and all are perfect coffee break short reads.