A couple of days ago I was having the worst day—can’t remember why. Maybe it was the fact that my hair looked like crap and we ran out of creamer before I got any coffee and I slept three hours that night and my car stopped working while I WAS DRIVING IT (some stupid sensor that cost 40 bucks to fix but is apparently to a car what a heart is to a human for the love of all things holy). So I guess I actually do remember all the reasons. Anyway, my day sucked, and the sun had only been up a few hours.
But then I opened a fellow writer’s blog and found this:
As a Full House enthusiast, I couldn’t stop smiling. Suddenly, my day was better. Cured, even. Melissa Tagg turned my day around, and she didn’t even know it. To say thank you, maybe I should bake her a cake. Then again, I can’t bake well, so maybe she would take it as more of a threat on her life. So…I’ll skip the cake and give her a high-five when I see her in a couple of months.
(A side note, there may or may not be a few John Stamos references in my book, The Wedding Game. So this video made me especially happy).
So at that point, my day got better.
But then I delved into my latest edits and realized…I have a whole bunch of edits. Not exactly an epiphany—I already knew this, of course. But still. For a minute it all felt very overwhelming. More than overwhelming. I was ready to quit. Take a hammer to my computer, toss my pens in the trash, set my manuscript on fire, and quit.
But then I texted my friend Carla. See. Carla is funny. Carla is encouraging. More than that, for every warped characteristic in my sense of humor, Carla has two. And I mean that as a compliment. She makes me laugh, a lot.
And Carla is a writer. A good writer. A new writer, like me.
Here’s a link to her book on Amazon : Five Days in Skye
Read it if you want. Enjoy it if you do. Who knows? It might just be the thing you need to brighten your day.
Maybe even make you forget about your badhaircreamlesscoffeesleeplessnightbrokendowncar existence.