Twice Shy (Holly Schindler)
...and I wasn't even once bitten. I mean I was twice shy as in: doubly shy. Shy x 2. I don't know where it even came from. I just know there was a bit of a crushing fear about interacting with...you know...people. It was always with me. Even when I was little. Apparently, my parents used to try to take me to a playground when I was small and I would cry because there were other kids there. I don't know what shyness is, exactly. Insecurity about, well, everything? I do know that the shyness persisted all the way through college, into adulthood. And I would say the one thing that finally got me over it? Releasing a book. The lead-up to releasing my first book, A Blue So Dark, was kinda...terrifying. I had this realization: So, when this thing comes out, anyone who wants to can pull it off the shelf, sift through the contents of my brain, and pass judgment on it??? For a few months before the book came out, I'd actually break out in hives on a nigh...
