There are times when I feel so incredibly fragile as a writer and as a person.
Sometimes it has to do with what’s going on in my family life – like my mother in law spending a month at my house. And while I love having people come visit, I’m also very private, and sharing my space for that long starts to chip away at my sanity.
Sometimes it has to do with what’s going on my writing life – My most personal book, and my fav-ever character, was just released into the world. And there were about four glitches with that release, the result of which was the hardback coming out the beginning of August, and the ebook releasing a couple weeks ago.
Nobody is buying this book, and I can’t bring myself to jump up and down about it at the moment.
When I’m fragile, everyone’s ideas are more clever, shinier, brighter, and better than my ideas.
When I’m fragile, I totally stay off GR and Amazon, and I sort of cocoon up. I second-guess writing decisions, editing decisions, author photo decisions, business card decisions, what to eat for breakfast decisions, lol.
This generally leads to some kind of paralytic freak out, or me focusing my energy on things that I do NOT have time for but since they’re not necessary, they’re much less scary to work on…
And Mike very nicely pointed out that I have a million things happening in a million different directions. Of COURSE I’m feeling fragile right now.
I think sometimes the best we can do is just try to keep breathing and moving forward until we find a buoy to latch on to.
Right now that buoy is the edits for my next book with Albert Whitman. Hopefully after that, my shiny new idea will buoy me for a while…
Until then I shall be counting the days until the fabulous CASSIE MAE comes to eat waffles and drink hot chocolate with me, and come up with some kind of clever way to make people want to read my new book 😉
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