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A ridiculously fabulous well-known lesfic author DM-ed me recently. Chat chat chat blah blah she likes my writing wait what chat chat and meanwhile my fingers are trembling because I’m fangirling and autocorrect is getting a workout.
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She used the phrase ‘baby author’. That’s me, I guess. Because I’ve only been KJ, the Published, since May 2019. That’s not long. Teeny, in fact. Hence, baby author.
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In that period, I have discovered more about the wlw lesfic genre by reading the books available than I could have by writing them. It is a powerful medium; a novel.
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My books are drops in an ocean of literature that celebrates women who love women, celebrates women who stare down expectations and assumptions about their orientation or their choices or their existence. There is power.
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The authors who produce work is this genre are some of the most supportive people I’ve come across. It feels as though the writers in the ocean of lesfic wlw recognize that their ocean isn’t that large at all really but oh my goodness it’s special.
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It needs protecting and nurturing and so uplifting baby authors is much more logical than casting them aside.
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I have received DMs from titans—see aforementioned fangirl ridiculousness as just one example—and tweets and retweets and posts from authors and readers and reviewers.
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And all of it adds stitching to the backpack of author tools and self-esteem that I carry forward into each new story.
And it’s immediate. I harness something from somewhere, try a new direction, and publish a book that’s written in first person, then hold my breath.
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And an author skilled in first person, with more books, better books, under their belt than I could dream of, sends me a message to tell me that what I wrote is great.
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I wrote a book in present tense. It was so difficult. And guess what? An author, a reader, a reviewer all told me that it worked. More stitches, but in the smaller pack; the one tucked away in my heart.
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It’s late. It’s 1am. So this is probably a bit of a ramble (not an uncommon scenario for me) but I thought it necessary to say something.
I’ve liked being in this ocean. I wasn’t allowed to drown coz no one was having that sort of carry-on. So thank you.
From a baby author
Also, tell people who you love that you do. Also, say thanks to people who’ve helped you or others or strangers. It’s important. Also, be nice. It doesn’t hurt. In fact, generally it makes both ppl feel good. My uncle died 24 hours ago. He was all of those things. A good bloke.
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