This has been an up-and-down week for me.
I wrote a children’s picture book. WHEEE!
I got the typical “oh that’s nice” response or, worse, no response at all from family and friends when I tried to share my excitement. WAHHH.
One friend immediately asked about illustrations, and we started collaborating that night. WHEEE!
Trying to figure out the best way to self-publish that offered me electronic options AND the freedom to offer print books to indie bookstores and local galleries on my own AND didn’t cost the sky completely and totally freaked me out. WAHHH.
I had a beautifully positive response from the few friends who did get excited for me, and my first critique partner. WHEEE!
My husband and I had one of those conversations where no one is mad at the other, but everyone ends up feeling lousy afterward (nothing to do with writing). WAHHH.
And then I got sick.
And it’s been raining for what feels like 40 days and 40 nights.
So, I’m finding an ark.
Today I’m going to wear nice clothes, bake cookies, play loud and fun music, laugh with my girls, work on sewing their skirts I cut out last week, and throw encouragement at everyone I can find, even if it is just online. I will hide myself from discouragement in joy. And hopefully when I emerge, the waters will have receded.
Just as soon as the two-year-old stops her wailing for no reason in the background.
What is your “ark” – where do you go, what do you do to rest and recover from discouragement or disappointment, or just plain blah-ness? Are you living in an area that’s been getting drowned, like me, or are you one of the ones suffering from drought? If you are, I so wish I could send you some of our wet!