I’m getting excited about the release of The Sweetheart Deal next week. I am happy I got through creating and publishing my first Indie book. Indie writing is another option for authors and one I stayed away from for years. But I’m older now and I’m ready to slow down and enjoy a bit of retirement. I’ve been a published writer since 1993, so yeah, a long time. I’ve loved every minute of it–mostly. Some days I wanted to bang my head against the wall, and some days I wanted to dance up and down the street with joy. But my neighbors already think I’m weird (in every neighborhood I’ve lived in!) So I refrained from doing that.
I do like to celebrate with chocolate, maybe a good Riesling wine or a mojito and a day of shoe shopping or going to the beach. Or both. I have decided with this book, even if I don’t make a lot of money, it was worth the effort to do something on my own. If you buy The Sweetheart Deal and find any errors, blame it on my recent eye surgery! Seriously, I had a great editor, and a wonderful copy editor, and I did at least fifteen reads because I have fifteen Adobe downloads to prove that. And still, I’m sure someone will find a typo or a sentence that is off in the formatting. Please be gentle with me. I’m learning here.
And I, a summer girl, am so ready for fall. All summer we’ve had construction going on. We’re building a detached garage and all the permits, inspections, workers, and money being poured right along with the concrete has made me almost detached, too. But it’s looking good and I can’t wait to plant pretty flowers and greenery all around it. It sits up a hill that required a lot of dirt to build to code so it would be level with the street. I call it the Great Wall of Nazworth (my married name.) So my summer has been an inside one where I learned all about calculations on my eye surgery and dimensions on book formatting and measurements for structures on my property. Too much math for me. I’m better at deciphering how much a pair of shoes on clearance are going to cost!
The moral of this story–we can never really predict life no matter how much we plan, calculate, add up, or subtract. But life in itself is a risk, right? A risk we take and a risk we love. What’s around the corner? What will be next for me or you? I love it! I love the adventure of creating stories, even after thirty-two years! I hope you’ll stick with me for the rest of my now part-time career.
Love to all! What do you see in your life? In change in your calculations?