I’m turning the big 2-8 on Monday. The pathetic part is that I had to ask my husband how old I would be, and when he didn’t know, I had to count from 1982. Why is it so hard for me to remember my age?
My book is supposed to go to Pub Board next week. Um, yeah…..just typing that makes my stomach ridiculously woozy. I’m trying to remain realistic. The publishing industry is sloooow. The chances of my book actually getting to Pub Board next week might not be that high. It just totally depends on what else is scheduled. Ultimately, I’m praying for God’s perfect timing and His perfect fit.
As far as the outcome, I totter back and forth from high hopes to a pessimistic realism. There’s a piece of me that says, “Katie, you’re getting your hopes up too high. You’re really setting yourself up for a crash if this publishing house doesn’t want your manuscript.” To which I am trying to respond, “Shut it, voice! Life’s too short not to dream big. If I crash, I crash. So be it. I’ll get back up, dust myself off, and try again. In the mean time, let this girl dream.” So dream I shall!
I spent the past three nights reading this horrendous book. It’s gotten, like, five bazillion reviews on Amazon, ranging from one star to five stars. I’m not going to say what book it is, because that would be mean and we all have different tastes. Yet, despite my frustration with the characters, the plot, and the never-ending rambling, I still finished it. It was like watching a soap opera. The acting was terrible, but I couldn’t stop watching. I had to find out what happened.
The other day, Ryan and I received a huge, unexpected, financial blessing. We are very humbled and thankful and filled with praise.
My mom is buying me a Kindle for my birthday!
Question to Ponder: What are your cares, concerns, and celebrations today? I’d love to lift you up in prayer if you are struggling, or come alongside you with praise if you are celebrating.