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Random thoughts on a day meant for napping.
I should be working. I have line edits, a proofing job to finish today, and work on two long-term projects waiting in the wings. Plus, calls tomorrow and next week regarding other jobs.
Instead, I’m watching the rain a few moments and thinking about CARLY. It’s the best-received book I’ve written so far. I’ve blogged my heart out on other sites, posted on Twitter and Facebook, and sent out dozens of copies to influencers. I’ve done conferences and signings . . . and I’m not sure if any of it will help sales. It hasn’t done as well on Amazon as the other two.
What it HAS done, however, it put me in touch with some marvelous readers and writers, all of whom have been encouraging, supportive, and caring. And that means more than folks may realize. That part I love.
On days like this, I think I was meant to be a freelancer. I like working at home, especially since I tend to do my best work after 4pm. I like being able to work while sun streams through the front door, take a Bible quiz for fun between tasks, or have lunch with a friend who works far away. I still work hard, spending a lot of hours editing and writing. But my stress level has dropped, and a touch of peace has settled in my life.
When things are tough, I try to remain faithful. Now that things are sweeter, I look up just as often, thankful and full of praise. So no matter what happens, I’m grateful.
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