Saturday 3 February 2018 at 4.00 am, I woke up to the news that my book had been uploaded to online bookstores for pre sales. In the glow of my bedside lamp, I read the message. I clicked the link and there was my name, author of A Darker Shade of Pale; a memoir of apartheid South Africa.
Not wanting to wake Chris, I got out of bed and walked to the kitchen to turn on the kettle.
In the silence the realisation clicked in. I am an author.
The years of dreaming, writing, rewriting, talking about it, seeking advice from professionals and just muddling along have now amounted to something. I finally have a fully written and edited book.
As dawn broke over Sydney, NSW that morning, my heart soared. I thought of my father and my siblings who have left this earth. I wished that I could share this moment with them. But I know they are with me and are cheering me on.
I would share the news with Chris, Mum, my children and other siblings later that day.
My coffee tasted good. The silence was good. I am an author.