memoir in progress

Not too long ago, I went to a book store and put my hand where my future book will be. It was a powerful feeling to put my energy there.

It took me a while to admit that I’m writing a memoir. I wrote a mission statement for my book first. I had to overcome knowing how arrogant (and douchey) it sounded to be in my late thirties writing a memoir.

But I’m doing it. I needed this story when I was first starting out in my mental health recovery journey and almost twenty years later and there’s still a void where a book like this should be – an example of someone living well, happily with bipolar disorder, from an Asian American immigrant perspective. A person who can say relatably, life doesn’t end here. Everything is still ahead for the taking.

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I have a query letter and need to finish my book proposal by the end of the month to take to a writing conference. It’s all incredibly rewarding, scary, and a whirlwind. Please wish me luck! <3

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After years of not having enough time to read books, I have been on a book binge since I quit my job in late January and devoted myself to writing. Here are some of the books I’ve read or am almost done reading:

Shout out to the public library for being such an amazing resource! And the free Apps Libby and Hoopa for borrowing digital audiobooks, graphic novels, music, etc. are amazing!