Today is my twenty-eighth birthday, and I have reached my life-long dream this past year: I am a completely self-employed author. Ever since I was a little girl, I knew this is what I was supposed to do with my life, what I wanted with all of my heart, and I have worked every day, countless hour of every day, to get to this place and time. It was a well-earned dream, but I know that many other authors out there are working just as hard as I am, and the going is hard, so this is the truth of it, as simply as I can put it:
I am where I am today because people believed in my stories–because you believed in my stories.
I write lesbian YA and fairy tale books in a world that told me, repeatedly before I put them out there, that “no one” wanted to read such things. I make my living on the exact opposite of that statement. People have responded to my stories, to my leading ladies, and they have responded resoundingly and brilliantly, and every day I get fan emails and tweets, and there is such a vibrant community behind me, it takes my breath away. I write my stories with my whole heart, because I believe the world needs them, and people respond.
It is very difficult for me to articulate how much that means to me, how humbled I am by that, how seriously I take that. I am so grateful for you. Yes, you. The person reading this. The person who might not have heard of me, but is going to try out one of my stories, the person who has been a fan from the inception, reading everything I’ve put out, the book blogger who has supported me by posting a review, the fellow author who has shared my stuff because s/he believes in it, too. There are so many people who are happy my stories exist, who support my work, and I am honoring you by writing more every single day, by having a publishing schedule that’s tight and story-filled, by putting out more and more stories of strong girls who love girls and women who love women.
From the bottom of my heart: thank you. Thank you for thinking lesbian stories are worth reading, that they’re equal to other stories. Thank you for treating me like all the other authors who write stories, for not putting me into a “I can’t read that, it’s lesbian and I’m not” slot. Thank you for giving my stories a chance, for loving them, for supporting them, for spreading the word on them. This, my life-long dream, has come true because you believed in it, in me, enough.
Here, on my birthday, I raise the gratitude again. It’s the perfect day to think about gratitude, but I think about it every day. That I am where I am because people believed.
Thank you from my heart.
If you’re thinking: “Elora, it’s your birthday, I’d like to celebrate it with you!” first off, thank you. ❤ Secondly, the greatest gift in the world that you could give me is simply more of your support. The single happiest thing you could do is talk about my books (and my books as Sarah) on your social networks, your blogs–anywhere you felt compelled to share. Maybe buy another copy for a friend, or–if you haven’t read anything of mine, yet–give one of my stories a shot. If you’ve loved something in our Etsy shop, consider treating yourself.
And thank you for being. ❤ ❤ ❤