One thing an author likes to see is his/her impression on their readers, we are a cup which we like to fill with different kinds of compliments, amazement, appraisment, appreciacion… Et cetera. But I hit the holy grail on that one last week.
I took a week-off to see my loved ones back home, which was a long list. One of the favored ones were my brother’s family. His teenage kid came to me with a stack of papers, filled with words of his own, and he told me that he wants me to tell him what I think… I knew all along that he is a fan of my fiction thriller novel, and that he had enjoyed reading all the 423 pages in a couple of weeks, during his exams period (which in a way I feel guilty about). But to inspire him to unleash his own imagination was the best reward I received for writing my novel, giving the next generation the spark to go fill their own cup. I hope with all my heart he will be a great writer, better than his own uncle… God bless you Kiddo.