I was re-reading a few old posts, trying to get an idea for a new one, and was happy all over again to see my husband’s guest post and your excellent responses. And then I thought of the following conversation with him and I smiled. Since you “know” him a little, perhaps you’ll like it too:
Him: “How did the writing go today?”
Me: “It was fine, considering I’m writing the worst book ever.”
Him (thoughtfully): “Statistically, I’m pretty sure that’s impossible.”
And then I thought of a conversation I had with my dad back when I was in college. My dad and I talked on the phone a lot then and we talk on the phone a lot now (he lives a few hours away). I was lamenting the fact that I had a lot going on with school and student teaching, etc., etc.
Me (crying): “Dad, I just don’t know if I can do it. There’s so much on my plate.”
Dad (kindly, but firmly): “Well, you have to do it. That is how life is. You have to get the s&*! off your plate now because there’s just going to be more there tomorrow.”
Ah, tough love. Sometimes it is just what I need. As I’ve been working on this book and trying to manage everything, I’ve thought of both of these pieces of advice/conversations often and laughed and kept writing. They’ve helped. A lot.