At the beginning of September, I was fortunate to attend the UK Meet, Britain's largest and possibly only weekend convention focused purely on GLBTQ fiction.
It was the first big convention I've attended and being a newbie, I was made to feel welcome and included. I got the chance to meet other authors whom I'd only previously "met" on-line, attend some interesting panel discussions and took the opportunity to chat to cover designers.
The most important thing, though, was that I got to meet YOU. I got to meet readers. Yes, people who have read and enjoyed my books! They are not unicorns, they do exist!
Seriously, though, having you come up and talk to me, and hug me, and all because of the out pouring from my fevered imagination was wonderful. But more than that, it was affirming because No, I am not spitting in the wind. No, I am not writing into a void. No, I am not wasting my time. But most of all, yes. Yes, because in some small way I am making a difference to somebody's life, somewhere. I might make them cry, or gasp, even on occasion smile, or throw their ereader or book against the wall in sheer and utter frustration, but I've made a difference to their day.
So, thank you, dear reader. Thank you for making my day, for having come up to say hello, for buying my books (because other authors are available as they say). I don't have an awful lot of you, so THANK YOU.