I was going to do a little shameless self-promotion today, because 'hey, why not?' when a thought occurred to me. Why should any of us be ashamed of promoting ourselves - especially when it's for something we have every reason to be proud of?
I worked my ever-widening butt off to get my book out there in the world. It's a freakin' scary thing, but I did it. And from the early results, I did a good job with Dying Embers. I should be proud of myself.
But even typing that last sentence up there made me want to crawl into a hole. 'No, no. It was nothing. P'shaw.'
Thinking about it now, I've done that most of my life for anything major I accomplished. I pass it off as nothing important. Particularly when it's someone else giving me kudos. The other day, two gals I'm only kind of acquaintances with were totally excited about my book, and I got really uncomfortable over their praise. Like I didn't deserve it.
I tell ya, Killer Friends, something about that is totally messed up. Why shouldn't we be excited when we've done something? Why hide our lights under a pile of bleh?
So for right now, at this moment, I'm going to be proud of myself and celebrate my accomplishments, and if no one else likes it, they can go sit and spin.
I PUBLISHED MY OWN BOOK! SQUEE!
Now it's your turn. What accomplishment would you like to celebrate today? Come on, I know you can find something. Out with it. Be loud and be proud.