For our New Year’s post this year, I invited debut author, Abby Fabiashi, to share her thoughts. Abby’s book I Liked My Life publishes on January 31st. I have already read it and loved it so much that I chose it to be the March Book Club choice for my book salon, Great Thoughts’ Great Readers.
I wanted to be a writer from a young age, and there were early indications I wasn’t terrible at it. But I was also fiercely competitive and desirous of showing the male dominated business arena that us ladies had game too. It was my father who helped parse these two passions. He advised me to wait and write when the need for approval was out of my system and I’d saved a little money. Looking back, it’s as if he saw how my life would unfold with great clarity.
In my twenties I was a stack-ranker, and the only cure for that particular character flaw is exhaustion. It took me over a decade to burn out. When I finally walked away from high tech, it was with the words of the late Mary Ann Evans (who many of you know as George Eliot because that’s what it took to be taken seriously in the 1800s) in mind: It is never too late to be what you might have been.
Mary Ann didn’t warn how challenging it is to change your life mid-course, and maybe that’s for the best. Had I known how I would struggle to redefine my self worth when I stopped earning a paycheck, the rejections that would sit on top of all the other rejections, the hours and days and ultimately years it would take, I might not have had the guts to go for it. As my father liked to say, “If it were easy everyone would do it.”
When the ball drops this year, there will be a hard won smile on my face because on January 31st my debut novel, I LIKED MY LIFE, hits shelves. I guess it’s possible my extended family will be the only people who buy it, but that’s a worry for another day. Walking into 2017 I have nothing but gratitude: for my father, now passed, who gave me the confidence to be a dream-follower; for my husband who said sure, great idea, let’s cut our income in half; for my sister who keeps me sane; and for this moment in time, where I get to be 36 and still learning.
I received an advance review copy of this book. All opinions are my own.