Dear Diary

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Dear Diary,

I know it should not bother me, but it does.
I know I should not care, but I do.
I know I should forget, but I can’t.

Always, always, I try to be supportive to those around me, especially family members. So when they let me down, it bothers me, I care, and I cannot forget.

I remember meeting an author when I only had my first book out. I was ecstatic when she told me that her mother was so proud of her efforts as an author that the mother had immediately bought 20 of her books and passed them out to all her friends.

In my family, it is quite different. Not only do I need to buy the books for my family members, but only half of them took the time to read them.

I truly appreciate that my husband, four daughters, sister, and niece trusted me enough to read my books. I love them all the more for the support they give me.

I poured my heart into each of the books. I spent hours upon hours agonizing over every sentence, crafting each book to tell the story I want to tell. These 4 books represent 7 years of hard–but extremely satisfying–work.

Each book contains a substantial chunk of me. So if the books are set aside unread, not important enough for the reader to take the time to crack open the cover, then I am the one left forgotten on the dusty shelf. I am the book, and the book is me. We are too intertwined to be separated.

So I know it should not bother me, but it does.
I know I should not care, but I do.
I know I should forget, but I can’t.

Added November 1st:
(Note to reader) Reader? What! You are reading a private diary? How could you?
Don’t worry, I’m only kidding. Even I could not be foolish enough to write a diary on the Web and expect it to be private.

That said, I think I need to clarify a little. So there is no confusion, I should mention that my complaint about family does not apply to everyone. For example, my sister, D. M., and her daughter not only purchased and read my books, but they talked about them to other people! You can’t get any better than that.

And of course, my husband and daughters have read everything.

That’s all for now!

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