The past few weeks, I’ve been busy with travel, deadlines, revisions, critiques, preparing a synopsis of my YA, reading (yes, that’s part of my job, gotta love THAT!), preparation for upcoming school and festival visits, DJing – and all the prep that goes with it! – and trying to enjoy every drop of sweet family time we can squeeze out.
I throw in loads of laundry in between.
I love each and every part of the process, each and every part of the results. Yes, even the rejections on manuscripts. They help me to grow. As a writer. As a person.
Still, some people don’t understand. They think our lives are crazy (my husband’s and grown kids’ lives are just as hectic, what with all of us being involved in the hospitality/entertainment industries). For the record, I do not deny this. “Do you ever stop?” they ask.
Yes. I stop. And when I stop, I get to read thank you letters like this:
Which keeps me going. Because this is the reason I do what I do.
Thank YOU, Breanna, and all of the other people who keep ME inspired: my family, my editors, my illustrators, my friends, my critique partners, the teachers, the librarians, the booksellers and the readers – of all ages! – out there.
I am truly blessed.