Writers bear their souls to make you feel. We pull emotions from a place you may not have been aware even existed inside yourself. The reader may weep, feel inspired, get mad as hell, spit out their coffee with laughter. If a reader laughs so hard they tinkle, we just love that!
We tell personal stories that some people wouldn’t dare to mutter. I’m always amazed by the levels of privacy people have. I get it though. It’s hard for some people to open up and be vulnerable.
We might get a hundred nice comments, but the one nasty one will eat us up. We are tender hearts.
It’s always a joy when someone says, “I love your stories,” because for one, they took the time to read the words. They invested in us for a moment in time. That is a treasured bond.
When I gathered stories for Angel Bumps, Hello From Heaven, I took a risk. Not everyone believes in angels or the afterlife. Some don’t believe in God. There’s always the chance that my beliefs will be mocked. And when that one cranky comment arrives, I will focus on it.
When I asked for contributors, stories filled my e-mail. Each one was unique, just like their loved one. We had an immediate bond in our experiences with a sign from Heaven. I’m going to presume all of our messages were from Heaven.
The funny thing is I thought I’d lost my connection with the angels when I closed my gift store, Anne’s House of Angels, years ago. I felt like I’d bailed on them and disappointed God. After 911, sales dropped and I couldn’t keep it open any longer. It was a sad time. I really enjoyed the people who came in and shared their stories of joy or pain. When I closed the door, it was such a sad day for me. I missed the angels and the feeling of being connected.
Now, years later, they’re back. I could feel it gathering stories for this book. A white butterfly (my mom’s sign) sat on my window sill as I tapped on my keyboard. I like to think of my mom as my spiritual editor. She’d like that title.
I learned patience. I struggled with a cover and waited, trusting that the right one would find me. One day I googled angel prints and Karen Fox Tarlton popped up on my screen. I searched her website http://www.karensfinearts.com Her paintings are breath taking. And there she was! The angel for my cover staring back at me. The perfect cover was born.
The subtitle was another. My publisher, Elaine Ambrose at Mill Park Publishing, and I tried phrases over and over. None felt right….Love Taps from Heaven, Evidence of Love from Heaven, Love Notes from Heaven. A week later, Hello From Heaven popped into my head and that was the one. We both agreed immediately.
Angel Bumps is about to set flight into the world. Her official release is Sept 14th, my husband’s birthday. Her soft release has been such a joy for me. We’re a Hot New Release on Amazon!
The angels are back! I swear I can hear them clapping with joy sometimes.
We’re spreading hope in our stories to help people heal.
People are talking about the stories and reminiscing about loved ones. I always believed that if we don’t talk about the people who have died, we lose their memory. I’m delighted that people are sharing stories with their family and friends about their loved ones.
The contributors to Angel Bumps share my belief in the after life. We are kindred spirits. Their stories will warm your heart, give you chills (Angel Bumps), and make you a believer too.
Yes, I am a writer. I am one blessed writer.