I have been traveling constantly for the last two weeks, and while I don’t care to travel, especially by plane, I love my end destinations. Finally, today I can unpack until next month when I’ll be heading north to Wisconsin and the WisRWA con. Can’t wait!
This weekend I spent a couple of days with the ladies at the Silicon Valley RWA con. Great bunch. I gave my, It’s Just Business, Don’t Take It Personally, workshop. It was the virgin flight and while I still have some kinks to work out, I think it went over well. I had several ladies come up to me afterward and thank me for my candor. I was most happy to shed some light on a very confusing business. I could have talked for hours, but there was that time thing. Later that night I was part of an author panel with Kathryn Dennis, Candice Hern, Barbara Freethy, and the indomitable Catherine Coulter (who each time I meet her impresses me more. And it takes a lot to impress me!) Our discussion was centered around what mistakes we wish we hadn’t made had we known then what we know now.
I said, I wish I had not had such pie-in-the-sky expectations. I also said I was glad I never settled. I had two goals when I decided on writing as a career: Sell to New York and land a killer agent. It took longer to achieve both goals then I had intended, and I have the piles of rejection letters to prove it, but I kept my focus on the prize. Too many times because we are so hell bent to sell or whatever, we settle. DON’T! Just. Don’t. You don’t have to.
On the drive home last night I found myself, though physically wiped out, singing at the top of my lungs to the radio and smiling like a goofball. I love what I do. My bliss is not only writing, but right up there along side writing, is the satisfaction I get from meeting like-minded people. Of lending a helping hand. I like to be able to guide, direct or just give someone a hug who is in the pit of despair and who feels as if they will never sell. If I can, you can. It just requires perseverance. Don’t give up. Work harder, get better, and keep writing. Many of you have heard me say, “Writers write.” It doesn’t get any simpler than that.
My bliss is writing, and helping others but my greatest bliss is my family. This morning my father-in-law called to say he was making banana waffles. I hung up before he finished his sentence and was sitting at the table with a fork in my hand when he hung up the phone. J It’s times like that when I sit back and am thankful for everything in my life.
Don’t get me wrong, god didn’t just drop it all in my lap. Life is all about choices. I chose to be who I am and do exactly what I do. I am responsible for my bliss. It’s my life, and I chose to live it as I do. I chose to surround myself with the wonderful people I do. I am grateful though that god has showered me with so many wonderful opportunities. And now? I chose to take a nap!
What’s your bliss?