Habits die hard, good ones too. Spent all last night up with a sore stomach and thought there would be no way I would get up and write.
Well I still got up. I’m so used to it. Did some brainstorming and again, another habit was hard to shake, instead of a run though, I walked. But I still needed to be moving.
I added two short scenes to Ancient Secrets and did a huge amount of outlining/plotting today. Mostly for action/battle scenes. I’m not bad at those but they really scare me at first.
Regardless, I’m at that point when if I just keep pushing, I won’t shake those good habits of daily writing and exercise.
I’m very anxious though, tomorrow my friend and writer Candi Wall will find out if she made the cut in the top five finalist at the Dorchester contest. And there are others like Saranna who I hope make it too. But I’ve been with Candi since day one of her writing and we’ve grown as writers together so I’m anxious.
Tuesday, I find out if I got accepted into the Masters of Teaching program. I’m so nervous about that. I’ve got more degrees and passion then anyone out there but I am older and I felt it at the interview two weeks ago.
I try not to worry and believe that what must happen will happen but it’s not always easy.
I guess we all have our anxieties at time. As I told Candi today, as long as we can look back and know we did our absolute very best, we’ll be fine. Right?
Blessed be.
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