A lost day! …though only for a night.
I was so focused on sleep—and mind swirling about what to write—that I forgot to write this blog entry. It’s now the next morning and I’m out in my office. I even opened the wordpress app by mistake, meaning to open Pages to write and coming here instead. Kismet. It’s a beautiful day.
We spent yesterday over in West Hollywood at their writers conference/festival thing they do every year, now. It’s gotten bigger! Which I loved. I had a one-on-one with an agent (who went to the same college program as I did, which is wild) and did a round table with an editor. Both were great. Two people I hopefully can keep in touch with moving forward for questions, advice, and the like.
I’m not ready for an agent yet, or an editor. I don’t have the book the ready. What book is that going to be? I don’t know yet. I have so many ideas. That’s what the mind was swirling on last night. And, of course, anxiety over whether or not I really can do it. Terrifying part, that. Generates a paralyzed feeling…but I know that feeling, now. Truly. I live with it every day. It used to crush me, back when I fell apart writing-wise, but I worked through it and I now have eight novels under my belt (which is also wild to think about). So…I’ll just have to continue to fight that fear of not being good enough. It will always be there.
We came home and the pups were perfect. Love bugs. We ate food and watched GBBO, then finished Knife Edge which always inspires us to go eat amazing food. I think we’ll spend a lot of time doing that when we have the money for it. World-class food is something special, both when you’re traveling, but also when your home is somewhere like LA.
And even though I’m writing this the following morning, I’ll end how I always do…
Night night.
(I slept very well.)