Comfort Zone

Have you seen 13 Going on 30? It's about a girl named Jenna who wants nothing more than to just get to adulthood already. She's had enough of this being 13 business - it's all taking too long. She makes a wish on her birthday and due to some magic dust... or something heavy falling on her head... she wakes up as her 30-year-old self. (And lucky her - she's a magazine editor and Jennifer freaking Garner.)

There's this scene where Jenna walks out onto a NYC sidewalk and has to get a cab. Being a 13-year-old from the suburbs and having never flagged down a cab before, she's understandably intimidated (even if she is in Jennifer Garner's body). She bites her lip. Sticks out a hand and pulls it back. Shrugs her shoulders and pulls her head in like a turtle. Giggles. And then repeats the whole process.

That's pretty much me. I'm a girl who's generally stuck to the comfort zone for a really long time. If I step out of it, I do it when no one's watching. And one toe at a time. Or jump-out-jump-back-in.

Becoming an indie author and not telling anyone? I could do that. But then what's the point? Sometime in my twenties I moved from writing for myself to writing for others. I'm not sure when the shift occurred, but it did. I was no longer content to write something and stow it away.

Between the Lines isn't the first novel I've written, but it's the first one I fell in love with. I figure that's as good of a place to start as any. It *should* be out tomorrow, May 1st, on amazon. I'll be posting a link, of course!