So, that happened.
I’ve got good news and not-so-good news.
Let’s start with the good first. Good is always, well, good, right? It serves as a nice buffer, methinks.
How about a prize? I’d like to give away another prize from our huge prize arsenal. Today’s winner is…
Linda C. Butler!
Congratulations, Linda! Stop by our goal-setting post and choose a faboo prize from those still available. Please email Denise at d(at)denisejaden(dot)com with your choice and we’ll fire it off ASAP.
Check back with us daily for more great prizes, awesome blog posts, and camaraderie that make up the Madness in March!
I want to take a moment to thank my fellow blog hosts for inspiring me to pay it forward with some inspiration of my own.
Now that I’ve plied you with cyber-libations by way of high praise and good cheer, let me offer up a big fat mea culpa.
For those who’ve had the recent displeasure of moving, or those who still have that lingering bad taste of resentment from their move, you’ll understand my pain, physical or otherwise. Snafus, logistical nightmares, and all the other aspects that are bundled into an endless vortex of “When/Why did I EVER buy that?!” are what kept me away from this lovely group of people.
As much as it was unintended, sadly, I’m not surprised that this entire process has eaten up all spare time I’ve had recently. I’d rather not experience it again anytime soon. That said, I’m still in the throes of unpacking, lugging back and forth the smaller items and cleaning both places. It’s so much fun when the back injury tries to reclaim top spot on attention grabbing ailments while a close second is the thumb that I’m pretty certain has fractured for a third time.
So here’s the pickle: You’ve got this fantastical plan all sussed out down to a science. You’re determined to make the most of March Madness because, hey, this is your month to shine. What do you do when the doo-doo hits the fan?
“Life is what happens to us while we are making other plans.”
~ Allen Saunders ~
We’re near the final lap of this writing race. I had everything in check, several roadblocks got in the way and a stop, drop, and roll later, here we are. I wanted to check-in each day this week. Heck, I wanted to get ample sleep. End of semester projects, assignments, exams, home life, and everything in between has pulled me in all directions, yet I don’t feel as bendy as I used to.
I think that’s what we need to do, though. When someone throws you a curve ball, duck. When you can’t go right, go left. When life gives you lemons, you take them and pelt them back–no, wait. That’s not it.
While I can poke fun at my own predicament, it’s important to remember to be flexible enough to adjust for life’s unexpected diva moments. A part of me wants to take whatever’s left of the old place and just toss it all out, purging the excess from my life. PURPOSEful downsizing is what I’d like to call it. While that will still happen, I know the necessity of sorting through what must stay and go. I was queen of the procrastinating packing party. Now the gravity of the situation has set in, I need to forge ahead.
At the end of the day, I know things are going to get done because they have to get done. In our writing, we know our books will get written because they have to get written. We’ve got those stories to tell, we’ve got deadlines to meet. We can be writers all our lives, but it’s also great to have written. Moreover, we can dream about writing the best novels ever, but without getting those words on the page, that’s all they’ll be–dreams.
So this mea culpa concludes with a renewed commitment. I shall pick up myself up, dust off the excess, the negativity, and the distractions life has tossed my way. Onward, I write, onward I fight.
March ain’t over yet, people. We got a lot left in us, so let’s make the most of this final week and beyond.
With a fond farewell to Week Three,
how, pray tell, doth this week fared with thee?
Please join us again tomorrow on Carol Garvin’s blog.
I hope to be there, too, meanwhile away I slog.