I decided that it was time.
I uploaded six chapters apiece of two old novels from the days of yore that I had pulled out and begun tinkering with this year. At some point I had to acknowledge that the novels weren't Nobel-Prize-worthy, but they were fine. Certainly, they could use an editor's red pen, but there was nothing “wrong” with either of them.
So I took a deep breath and uploaded six chapters from each to my Wattpad account.
I figured that if I couldn't share my work on Wattpad, I'm just a fraud as a writer. After all, a story that I don't show anyone is basically just a diary. If I'm the only one who reads it, then I can't say that I'm an author.
I've been posting little things here and there on Wattpad and on this blog, but this time, I decided that I would put out two of my “real” books. I'm not looking for reads, praise, or anything like that. I just want to be able to say that I did it.
