Who is Sarah Cameron?

Sarah Cameron is the thirteen-year old girl who narrates the two books I've written.  I created her character when I was eleven.  My family had just moved to a little town outside Springfield, IL, so perhaps I created Sarah that summer to stave off boredom.  I spent hours riding my bike in circles around the cul-de-sac dreaming up the adventures and drama of Sarah, a rich girl who loved basketball more than designer clothes, and her best-friend-turned-boyfriend, Chris, the son of Sarah's parents' gardener and housekeeper.  They were my imaginary friends, keeping me entertained while we all grew up together--Sarah and Chris in their world, and me in mine.

Eighteen years later, I decided to commit those stories to paper, or rather the computer.  Sarah had finally grown up and matured enough to be ready for the world.  Or, maybe I was the one who matured.  Either way, I've decided to share her with the world.  My deepest wish is that everyone will have the opportunity to get to know her and love her, too.

Not Quite Good Enough

I've never had a blog before.  I don't even have a facebook or twitter account.  I just know they would suck up tons of time on the computer that would be better spent playing solitaire.  Oops, I mean writing.  But after ten months, the book is finished, edited and ready for the world.  I think.  Except that paragraph would sound better if I changed it to....  

Okay, I know I could spend the rest of my life making my book better, though there's probably a fine line between better and a million times worse, and I don't want to never take the next step because I'm scared that it's just not quite good enough.  But the truth is, I am scared.  Scared that I wasted ten months of my life on creating something that no one besides a few close friends and family will ever read.  Scared that the professional world will reject me.  Scared that I'm not quite good enough.  But aren't we all?  Somewhere, with someone, we're all a little scared we won't measure up.  Maybe my book will never be published, but if I give into my fear, haven't I already failed?  So I'm trying.  And even if I get reject twenty times, or one hundred times, all I really need is to be accepted by one.  And that one is worth facing all my fears.  So I'm marching forward, and if the only thing I succeed at is not giving into my fears, then that will be good enough.