Cleaning my phone photo album because I’m hitting 2TB on my cloud storage and found my first ever self-made trailer for Everything She Ever Wanted from October 2016. Brought tears to my eyes because I never really wrote it as a category romance story but one woman’s journey from darkness to light, from losing herself and finding herself again. It’s women’s fiction at its heart and the two-minute-long trailer pretty much says it all.
These days, if I make a trailer, it’s straight to the point and as succinct as I can get it in 30 seconds or less, the details sacrificed for SEO discoverability and limited attention spans on social media. It’s a gift to find treasures like these because they remind me that once upon a time I wrote for the pure joy of writing, needing to tell the stories I had to tell from my heart.
This is also why I no longer have a publishing schedule like I had last year and at the beginning of this year because there was no more joy, just hustle and hustle and hustle harder because if you slow down, readers forget you. Only in doing so I forgot myself and felt so empty and hollowed out like Bilbo Baggins says in Fellowship of the Ring, “I feel thin, sort of stretched, like butter scraped over too much bread.”
But I digress.
I need to go back and clean up my phone storage.