Lynette Eason here. Happy Monday. I finally am able to come out of practically total hibernation since…um…October? I can’t believe what I did to myself with deadlines and stuff. I briefly wondered if I was really mad at myself when I meekly agreed to each and every deadline put before me. But now it looks like the end is in sight. The light at the end of the tunnel, etc. Or at least it did—until my editor hit me with another deadline this past week. Then another. ALL before the BIG deadline where a major proposal was due. I wanted to ask her if she hated me. I finally decided she doesn’t and I’m grateful for the work.
So my husband is still talking about moving to Nashville. This has been a major unmade decision lingers over my household. I don’t want to move to Nashville. I want to stay right smack dab in the middle of my comfort zone. I mean, why mess that up, right?
Then he asks, “But what if God wants us to move?”
My response. “What if He doesn’t?”
“But what if he does?”
“Then he does. I’ll go ask him and let you know what he says.”
Two days later, hubby asks, “Well? What did God say?”
“He said he’d get back to me.”
I sigh. “It’s COLD in Nashville in the winter time.”
He laughs. “It’s cold here!”
Very true. The jury’s still out on the move, but it’s definitely COLD here in South Carolina. So cold I think I saw an Eskimo building an igloo up the street.
Other questions that sometimes plague me. I’ve written a lot of books lately. Would it kill my career to take a break? Do I even want to take a break? Do I NEED to take a break?
How about you writers out there. Do you ever think about taking a break from writing? I think about it, I just don’t think I have it in me because I come up with an idea for a new story just about everyday! And I look forward to my writing time with an excitement that hasn’t grown old—yet. ☺
Just wondering if I'm weird or normal. Well, never mind that part. I'm a writer. I'm weird. How about the rest of you?