I Wrote a Novel (and I’m Still Freaking Out About It)

Well… it happened.

After months (okay, years) of scribbling scenes in the Notes app, writing through tears, rewriting through self-doubt, and editing until I couldn’t see straight—my debut novel, It Wasn’t Supposed to Be Like This, is officially out in the world.

It’s available now on Kindle and Amazon.

Cue the full-body panic.

Writing this book was one of the most vulnerable things I’ve ever done. I second-guessed myself every step of the way. Was the plot too messy? Would people connect with the characters? Was I delusional to think anyone would care?

There were nights I stared at the screen convinced I was wasting my time. That no one would ever read it. That it wouldn’t be good enough. That I wasn’t good enough.

But here’s the thing…

I couldn’t not write it.

Because somewhere between lesson planning, chasing my toddler, and surviving everyday chaos, writing became therapy. It became a lifeline. And eventually, a mirror. This story forced me to sit with myself, to unpack what I’ve lived through, and to make sense of what I’m still healing from.

And deep down—if I’m being honest—I think I’ve always wanted to be an author.

Maybe that’s why I became an ELA teacher in the first place. To be near stories. To teach them. To sneakily live among them until I was brave enough to write one of my own.

It Wasn’t Supposed to Be Like This is a novel about love, memory, betrayal, and the quiet bravery it takes to rebuild after your life shatters. It’s about a woman who wakes up with no memory of the last fifteen years—and a husband who hopes she won’t remember how their story almost ended.

It’s funny. It’s emotional. It’s messy.It’s... me.

And now, it’s yours.

If you’ve ever felt like you were holding your world together with hope and duct tape, this story might speak to you. If you’ve ever had to rediscover yourself after everything changed—this one’s for you.

You can find It Wasn’t Supposed to Be Like This now on Amazon and Kindle. I hope you read it. I hope you love it. I hope you text your best friend at 2AM because of it.

And if you do read it—please leave a review. It means more than you know.

Thank you for cheering me on.

Love,

Soph