Life after death
I have an issue with “big books”. I’m impatient and writing a proper book takes quite a lot of patience. First, you write it, then you edit it. Then you write more, and you edit some more. Sometimes it feels like a never-ending circle of rewrites and editing. Don’t get me wrong, I love writing but working on the same project over and over before it even gets published… for me, it’s exhausting and discouraging. Maybe if you work with a publisher that helps you stay on track, gives you deadlines, and the fun stuff to deal with like choosing a cover, or I don’t know… a big nice paycheck before the book is even finished - maybe that wouldn’t feel so daunting. But as a self-published author, I feel like there’s so much work on a book before you see any type of reward. And also, I’m just horrible at staying consistent and motivated.
So here’s my solution to the problem… Welcome to the subscriber-only page where every week I’ll be posting one chapter of my new book Life After Death. For $5 a month, you’ll be getting access to the book that hasn’t been published (or written) yet. Over 16 weeks - 4 months, you’ll have a chance to support me and enjoy this journey with me.
What is Life After Death? Well, it’s quite literal. It’s the story of my life a year after the death of my husband.
The first year was a blur and one day, I’ll be able to tell that story without completely breaking down. But what happens after? People forget… and you keep living whether you want it or not. And believe me, sometimes I really don’t. In the first year after you lose the love of your life, everyone cares, everyone reaches out to check on you, everyone gives you a free pass to be sad and mad and all those things. But once you hit the one-year mark, it’s like your loss doesn’t matter anymore, you’ve had the time to get over it, and you’re expected to just come back to “normal”. But nothing will ever be normal again. And you’re still sad and mad and all those things you were the day they died. But no more free passes. So you keep living and trying your best when all you want to do is to scream “My person is dead, why the hell do I have to do any of this?!”. But screaming is reserved only for the brand new widows, after a year… we grieve in quiet. Some expect us to stop talking about our people - of course, that’s not going to happen. And this doesn’t apply only to the grieving. Society wants us to get over all of our traumas, and stop letting them affect us.
I’ve learned a lot throughout the last year. Probably more than I’ve ever learned during the 27 years of my life before Andrew died. I learned about life, and I learned about death.
This book is for anyone who has ever experienced either or both.
