|I am also grateful for this beautiful piece of slightly homoerotic fantasy art that I found on the internet because it makes me gleeful every time I look at it. Mainly for the very fact that it is homoerotic fantasy art that I found on the internet.|
So I've been doing it on Facebook, but then tonight I decided that I wanted to start posting them on here, because this blog has kind of become a sort of digital journal for me, and I want to be able to look back and remember the great things that came into my life in this particular month of November.
So here goes:
1) Today I am grateful for a lesson in patience. No, really...this morning, unforeseen disaster struck with the production of my next book (really it was just a complication, but I like being dramatic and using "disaster" instead). I woke up expecting an email from my publisher telling me that the book was a go, we're ready for print...and instead woke up to an email that basically told me, "We don't do that kind of thing here." And I could literally feel the stress rising in my body, because I was SO excited to maybe finally be done with it, and this meant maybe having to go alllll the way back to the drawing board. Which is NOT. WHAT I. WANTED. TO HEAR.
Okay, guys? I didn't want to wake up to that.
So I got on the horn, and was pretty impatient to find a solution or get everything back in place, and then when I realized that I had done everything I could do about it today, I had to kind of force myself to switch off of that project and switch on to something else. Which is pretty hard for me - there's a reason why I'm the kind of person who gets a week's worth of work done in a day when it comes to a single project rather than spread that work out across the week. I have tunnel vision. I have lock-jaw type focus. Once I sink my teeth into something, it's not easy for me to let go.
But I did, because I had no choice. And now, tonight, I'm like, "Whatever, maaan. It'll happen when it happens, y'know?"
2) Also! I am grateful for big, huge historical dramatic romance and/or fantasy books. It's kind of like, once I smell snow, all I wanna do is bury myself under a pile of frothy historically-based novels or big, epic fantasy tales. And I forgot how fun it is, to climb into bed an hour or two early just so you can sink down into a book before you turn out the lights.
Or sink so far down into it that when you finally come up for air, it's 2 a.m.
3) I'm also grateful for new connections with old friends. Keeps life interesting.