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Borrowed Time and the 9-year hiatus Part 2

About the Author: Fun facts #4 (PART 2 of 2—FEAR)
Borrowed Time and the 9-year hiatus
For years I sat on a finished manuscript and found every single excuse not to turn it loose. I denied not only myself the satisfaction of becoming a published author but the world of my vision and telling Jacob’s story. You see when you’re in this “transitional phase” you’re safe. Failure isn’t an option because you cling to the “what if” and the “yeah one day when the time is right.” Truth is putting your work out to the world can be both satisfying but quite terrifying at the same time. You see human beings are entitled to these things called “opinions” and are not afraid to use them. Family and friends will be very lenient and gracious when giving feedback of your work but the guys/gals that doesn’t know you from a hole in the wall…well might be a bit more critical. This state of vulnerability I wasn’t ready for plain and simple. You see I couldn’t fail and my book couldn’t see bad reviews as long as I didn’t publish. I could safely ride the “what ifs” forever. 
But I couldn’t do it anymore. As the years would past I grew bitter of cowardliness and selfishness, denying the world of my work. Who was I to take my talent and gifts and keep them to myself? So Borrowed Time was ultimately released and yes, every time a review is posted I cringe. But it’s ok. I want you to know that it’s plenty ok and not just for me for you as well. Don’t put your passion and dreams on halt because of fear of a little criticism. It will make you stronger and better at what you do, it will help you evolve and hell—it’s free! Happy Friday, and if you haven’t gotten yourself a copy yet, please go on Amazon or Barnes&Noble etc. and grab yourself one. It’s a quick read and a heartwarming tale. Most of all I look forward to hearing your feedback—A.D. Sommerio

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