My fifth novel, A Broken Kind of Beautiful, is officially out on submission. Still waiting to hear back from a publishing house about two others novels that have been awaiting pub board since April. Who says writers aren’t good at waiting?
It’s been the week of losing things. First, it was a couple documents on my computer. I wasted an entire block of writing time searching. Next up? Brogan’s glasses. Hubby and I tore our house apart two nights in a row. Then I realized I couldn’t find receipts I need for a reimbursement. So far, we’ve found the glasses. Documents are gone. Receipts? I swear they were just on my desk.
I’m experiencing a week of self-doubt. It’s like I can’t do anything writing-related without second-guessing myself a million times over.
I received a very encouraging email about my writing the other day. I don’t know about you, but I am such a “words of affirmation” gal. Combine that with a tendency toward self-doubt and you get a woman who covets those encouraging emails and letters. They are such a blessing. It’s like God knows what I need for a pick-me-up and sends them at just the right time.
Question to Ponder: What are your cares, concerns, and celebrations today?