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Wow. I'm late today. I was going to write a short note and tell all of you Happy New Year much, much earlier than eight at night, but here I am. I have no idea why I forgot.
This last week has been a little hard on me. Thinking about the past year, wondering what 2019 holds, and hoping that grow through the year--not just writing, but as a person. I've learned a few things. 1. Writing best friend romances are hard. I'm not sure I'll do anymore of those. 2. Writing nearly a million words in a year is draining. Vacations from thinking are necessary. 3. I need to trust God more when it comes to not only my writing but my life in general. He's pretty big and I can't see past my nose. 4. I love writing and for the first time in my life I feel like I'm good at something. (I told my editor that I wanted her to push me to do even better in the coming year and not take any sass from me.) 5. My skin has gotten a little thicker, but there are still times words hurt. I'm going to try to make 2019 the year that I let things slide off my back a little more. Not every book is for every person and every person is not for every book. That doesn't mean someone doesn't like me...it means...I need to do better telling a story. And last, I'm so grateful for all the lessons learned. Hard or otherwise, hopefully, they'll make me a better person in 2019. I want to be better. :) Happy New Year, everyone. May your year be filled with good times and precious memories.
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It’s been one of those long weeks. The kind that start with excitement and ends with...excitement...only now I’m tired.
Who decides less than two weeks until Christmas to start projects? This lady right here. My girls decided to change rooms so, my husband and I thought, “Hey, let’s tear up the icky carpet and put down vinyl wood planks.” That’s what we did and then I had a stroke of brilliance and thought, “Oh, and since the carpet is pulled up I’ll just paint real quick.” Did you know that “paint real quick” is not so quick? I’ll admit it was pretty fast because I did the room in one day and by myself. But boy, did I feel. Goodness gracious. I had muscles hurting I didn’t know I had. Two days later and I’ve still got parts aching. I think it’s because I know the process will repeat itself once the new floor is in and dried enough we can get my youngest daughter’s things into her “new” room. Ever start a project and get halfway through and wonder what on earth you were thinking? Lol |
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