Anek

I never planned on becoming an author. In fact, for the longest time, I thought stories were just something I carried in my head to pass the time. It wasn’t until a friend read one of my scribbled drafts and said, “I feel this could be a book,” that I began to see writing differently.My early days were a mix of excitement and self-doubt. I’d write late into the night, then wake up the next morning convinced everything I had written was terrible. Rejections came quickly, emails with polite lines like “not the right fit.” Each one stung, but I kept going, partly because I didn’t know how to stop.The turning point came when I decided to self-publish. I had no marketing budget, no ...