Saturday, February 22, 2014

The Best Has Yet To Come

I know.  Part of my to-do list for 2014 was to blog more.  To which I haven't.  When I made that list, I anticipated 2014 being a great year from the start.  Whelp, in the first 10 days, two relatives passed away unexpectedly, my husband's job got turned upside down, and my oldest son began a series of appointments to solve some sleep issues, which has since snowballed a little into more than we anticipated.  And that was just the first 10 days!!!  

Much, much more has been happening.  So much more than any person should ever have to deal with, let alone, deal with after everything my family and I have already been through.  I feel like I am slowly going insane.  And a few days ago, when I thought I was having a heart attack (seriously, chest pain and arm tingling, it was scary) I actually laughed and thought "I know I asked for a break, but I didn't mean like this.". Life truly has a sick sense of humor.  

Anyway, I'm okay.  It was stress and anxiety, and I have it under control.  For now.  

You're probably thinking "Man, this chick is bumming me out".  I promise you, I'm not trying to.  Nor am I trying to gain your sympathy.  What I hope is that your laughing and shaking your head, good-naturedly, wondering "what possibly could go wrong for her next?".  Because that's the point of insanity I've reached.  So please, laugh with me.  I feel like I'm at rock bottom, so really, it's only up from here!!!  I have to laugh, cause then when I look back on these past few years and start writing about them in what will be surely thought of as crazy fiction, I won't feel so bad about the padded room I'm residing in.

All I want to do is get back to writing full time.  Get back the burning passion, that pit of excitement when new characters introduce themselves, or the whir of a crazy plot twist that takes my breath away, knocking me on my butt.  I miss that.  I crave that.  I NEED THAT.

Another part of my list for the first part of 2014 was to perfect my query and submit to at least 5 agents.  Life changed that plan.  I don't think I can possibly handle that kind of immense pressure right now.  I need to be there for my son, my family, as we face all these challenges.  So...  I'm reconsidering self-publishing, at least one of my novels, for now.  Traditional publishing is the dream, but only one of them.  The ultimate dream is to have my work read and enjoyed.  I can do that.  I think I need to.  I need validation that this dream is achievable.

Is my list out the window?  No, definitely not.  I can't give it the attention I thought I'd be able to when I made it, is all.  And who knows; the next few weeks, everything could change again, but for the better for once.  That could be the insanity speaking, of course, but hey, I have to keep hope alive!  To help motivate myself and to remember why that hope should remain, I'll be re-reading the books that inspire me, sporting some accessories that will always remind me to keep chasing my dreams at full speed, and listening to the music that makes me feel alive with emotions.  I want to make 2014's goals happen--the timetable just has to be tweaked.

Thank you for all your support, encouragement, and tolerance.  You may not know it, but you guys help inspire and motivate me, too.  I'll never forget that.