dear self

Edited to add the following:

honeymoon in devonThis evening I found this photo of me on the last day of our honeymoon. We were married in England, in the Mathematician’s hometown, and then, short of funds, borrowed his mum’s car and went off in search of literary landmarks in Devon. This last landmark I’m looking at is not so much literary as it is … well, if you click on the photo you’ll get a larger version. And I do mean larger. Anybody know what it’s called? Not that, the hillside sculpture as a whole.

Funny how you find things to change perspective when you need it most.

From earlier today:

You are tumbling in the dryer of doom, fumbling for more quarters to feed into the beast.

Stop. Dust yourself off and start moving forward. Face your fears. For example:

  • PG will sell, or it won’t.
  • The critics will be even handed or they will feast on its still twitching flesh, laughing maniacially.
  • There will be more electoral shenanigans, or the people will prevail.
  • The Grey’s Anatomy writers will come to their senses, or you’ll turn the channel
  • You’ll finish book six, or you’ll go get a different job.

Move on. Right this very minute: move on.

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7 Replies to “dear self”

  1. Hang in there. Most of that is outside your control. Life will go on regardless. Good luck with Pajama Girls. Do you know when it will be released in Australia?

  2. don’t get a different job, please, please, please don’t get a different job.
    enjoy the creating process, take the time you need but please don’t tease us with those wonderful excerts and leave us hanging.

    no pressure eh! never mind do what keeps you happy.

  3. I love that photo, that would be a great for “looking for a caption” photo especially since it was taken on your Honeymoon

    Love your writing and you brought to mind this quote…

    “Only when we are no longer afraid do we begin to live ~ Dorothy Thompson”

    Have an easy day!

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