

By the final six months of working on Loveless, I wasn’t able to enjoy any aspect of my life until the book was done.

I worked through Christmases, skipped gatherings with friends, and felt anxious every second that I wasn’t working on the book. I restarted the book many times and missed almost every single deadline I was set. To add to all that, I found the plot incredibly difficult to figure out.

And my audience was bigger than ever – which is amazing, and I’m so lucky to have a big readership, but I was terrified of disappointing people. I was also constantly anxious about how people would receive the book, given that there is so much intense discourse surrounding aro-ace identities, both in and outside of the LGBTQ+ community. But Radio Silence was hard to write too! Writing about something that has directly affected you requires you to dig up a lot of personal emotional stuff – stuff you usually like to keep buried inside. It is a very personal story, but no more so than Radio Silence was, and it’s definitely not autobiographical. Loveless was the hardest book I’ve ever written for a variety of reasons.
