Who would be the person you allow to read your first draft? 

Someone you are close to? Someone who knows how your mind works? A friend? A partner? A sibling? 

Or would you rather a complete stranger read your work? 

They don’t know you. They would have a completely objective view of your work, like a person who purchases your book. 

There would be very little judgment, if not, none at all?

At first, I was excited to have my husband edit my first draft, I thought it would be easier to have him read it and offer his comments and suggestions. 

Boy, was I wrong. I remember tears streaming from my eyes. I was terrified. I don’t even know why. I just was.

Looking back, it was obviously something that was bound to happen given I did want to publish this book.

But I guess, it was the first time I had written a full, albeit messy, story. There were so many emotions involved. Fear, pride, doubt, excitement. All of it. At the same time.