When I begin to become frenzied and nervous, I remind myself over and over again why I do this type of challenging work on the side and why I invest so much time in it. I have to remember what matters most.
The answer comes to me clearly. I do it for love.
For the love of writing.
For the love of storytelling.
To prove to myself that I can put a good product out there.
To be an example for others who have the same dreams and aspirations.
And, quite frankly, because I’d feel incomplete if I didn’t do this work.
Tomorrow will be a big day. It will be the day book number 4—The Postcard and Other Short Stories and Poetry—will be birthed.
It will go out and have a little life and some people will read it, and from there…
Who knows.
This journey has no guarantees.
No journeys do.
And that’s what makes them so exciting.