I never call, I never write

I used to update my blog almost every day. Now I'm lucky if I do it once a month. All of my creative energy is headed into my very special book project right now. All of my typing coordination, finger strength and brain energy is pouring into that book and since I'm in the process of trying to hook a very special agent to represent it, to unleash it on the world, I'm hoping that you will be able to read it soon.

I went through this whole thing about a month ago where I wanted to share the sample chapters with people and get opinions and edits. But then I got to the point where the sample chapters were done and I realized I didn't want to share. I wanted to keep them to myself until they were polished and perfect. I'd heard musicians say this about their albums before, but I never truly understood it. This piece is cohesive and requires the full context to sufficiently understand it's breadth. (Same as a good album, I would suspect.) So I'm keeping it to myself until it's polished and shiny and ready for consumption, which I'm hoping will be in a few months. My goal is June to be finished completely with all 90,000 words of the thing.

In the meantime, I'm feeling so lucky. Lucky for a beautiful husband ad two amazingly hilarious dogs that keep my entertained every day. Lucky for my health and my youth. Lucky for the beauty of where we live. Lucky for a roof over my head, clothes on my body and food in my mouth. Lucky for exercise and walking in fresh, unpolluted air. Lucky for doing work that makes me feel fulfilled and spiritually satisfied. Lucky for being alive.

What do you feel lucky for today?

I never call, I never write