Today I decided I should smell the roses more. So...I went out and splurged on a new PINK yankee candle burner and matching fresh cut roses candle to go in it. It smells divine. Maybe tomorrow I'll go and buy some real ones too.
You see, in the last few days I woke up to the fact that obsessing about the current WIP and worrying about crows and negative wotnot gets in the way of life. And I'm lucky...I've just finished a book I've worked as hard as I can to make as good as I can.
Life should be good, it is good. I have beautiful daughters, a lovely hubby, treasurable pals. I even met a new writer pal this week who is gorgeous and I feel lucky to have met her *you know who you are*. Anyway where's the good in worrying myself into a high old angsty state incase this WIP isn't good enough? I've tried, I'm sending it out there. I'm on this journey and I'm unhindered by the obstacles so far along the way.
I've taken a big leap and learned loads this time. And I've had requests and editor feedback in the past. These things all make me lucky. It could still be an R but...that's just the chance you take. So smile, enjoy and look foward. That's what I intend to do. No more angst.
Smelling the roses is good for the soul. jx