A few days ago, I wrote that through luck and the kindness of others, I retrieved two novellas I thought I’d lost for good. Well, make that three! I clicked on my name in San Francisco Public Library’s online catalog and they had a copy of a spicy romance novella I wrote 13 years ago.
I debated whether to retype and republish this book because my writing has changed so much since then (for one thing, that book taught me I prefer writing sweet romances, not spicy ones), but then I realized I was being silly. I have the rights to the book now and it’s mine. I’m the worst judge of my own work. People enjoyed that book in the past, so why not republish it so people can enjoy it now?
Self-sabotaging writer habits are difficult to break, but I’m getting better.
Grace Wen 