So I spent much of yesterday hating my life, belittling my achievements, cursing God or Fate or the Powers that Be for giving my family so many trials over the past few years. I was sick of looking at things positively and the more I thought about the bad the more I wanted to throw things, smash things, crack my knuckles against a wall. Finally my lover came home and held me, chatted with me, settled me down. . . but mostly he was positive.
The truth is that while life has been pure and total shit on so many fronts I do have things to be proud of. A beautiful two year old girl who knows all of her alphabet, numbers up to twenty, all of her colors, she is healthy and bright, a shining spot in a seemingly world of shadow. She is sweet and innocent. Perfect, and I had a hand in creating her and in teaching her and molding her into this beautiful little girl. A husband that would and does do everything for me, he makes it possible and supports my decision to stay at home despite the difficulties we've had with finances, he makes it possible to keep going. And of course my writing.
There are so many aspects of my writing I'm proud of. So many titles I feel are my "best work." Sure my numbers aren't off the charts, I haven't been bringing in $1,000 a month in six months as was my original goal, but I have made over $1000 in those six months. My progress is steady. The few dips I have taken in my writing have been brief and because I literally fell off the radar.
I am proud of my covers, my books, my blurbs, and my video. Sure they took me time, but they are also good, and lasting. I reread my stories from time to time to help me get in the mood, and I still love them.
Take pride in your achievements.
The truth is that while life has been pure and total shit on so many fronts I do have things to be proud of. A beautiful two year old girl who knows all of her alphabet, numbers up to twenty, all of her colors, she is healthy and bright, a shining spot in a seemingly world of shadow. She is sweet and innocent. Perfect, and I had a hand in creating her and in teaching her and molding her into this beautiful little girl. A husband that would and does do everything for me, he makes it possible and supports my decision to stay at home despite the difficulties we've had with finances, he makes it possible to keep going. And of course my writing.
There are so many aspects of my writing I'm proud of. So many titles I feel are my "best work." Sure my numbers aren't off the charts, I haven't been bringing in $1,000 a month in six months as was my original goal, but I have made over $1000 in those six months. My progress is steady. The few dips I have taken in my writing have been brief and because I literally fell off the radar.
I am proud of my covers, my books, my blurbs, and my video. Sure they took me time, but they are also good, and lasting. I reread my stories from time to time to help me get in the mood, and I still love them.
Take pride in your achievements.
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