I’ve struggled with how to write this post for a long time. I’m not under any delusion that many will ever see it posted here, or even care about the content, but with my author Facebook and Instagram pages deleted, I felt the need to share somewhere.
After spending tens of thousands of dollars on editing, coaching, and classes—pouring everything I could into improving my craft—I’ve come to the painful conclusion that I will never be able to reach the professional level I’ve strived for. The constant negative feedback I receive has left me in a state of emotional devastation that has lingered far beyond any single critique and touched every part of my life. While I value honesty in critique, this isn’t just about writing anymore—it’s about the toll this journey has placed on my mental health.
What has made this even harder is that my own community—people I trusted—has torn me down rather than support my growth. These betrayals, combined with the relentless demands of trying to prove myself in an unforgiving space, has become more than I can manage. Writing was supposed to bring joy, but ended up bringing an isolation, despair, and pain that I can no longer endure.
So, after much thought and soul-searching, I’ve chosen to step away for good. My books are (should be) all unpublished. Yes—there are still paperbacks available through IngramSpark. Until I can figure out how to halt distribution, I ask that you respect my wishes and refrain from purchasing them. Please also refrain from suggestions on how to improve my books. Right now, I need to protect my peace and well-being.
To those who have tried to support, encourage, and help me along the way—thank you. Truly. Your kindness meant more than you’ll ever know, even if I wasn’t able to make it work.
This isn’t easy to share, but I hope it offers some clarity. Writing has been a huge part of my life, but it’s time to focus on healing.