Gratitude. I’ve got so much to be grateful for in my life.
First and foremost, I want to acknowledge that I’ve got an incredibly supportive family. I’ve got a husband who enthusiastically makes it possible for me to write books and did so even before there was any monetary reason for him to think it was a good idea.
I’ve got a mother who not only cheerleads my writing but reads the books and offers up plot bunnies for me to write for her.
I’ve got a father who thinks what I write is very weird but is proud of me all the same and makes it as easy as he can for me to write by giving me a flexible work schedule. (Yes, I work for my father as his assistant in his financial firm.)
I’ve got a child who wants to hear (very sanitized) versions of the plots and who is invested in everything to do with getting books out. “Mommy, have you finished that Pictures of You series yet? You need to finish that.”
I’ve got an accountant sister-in-law who (sometimes) reads my books and eagerly supports me by agreeing to help me with the accounting side of things–making spreadsheets, etc–for free.
I’ve got so many friends who support me and love me, who listen to my writing stories and read the books, and cheer for me when things go well, and give me hugs and “next time, my friend” when things don’t.
I’ve got co-writers and colleagues who share information willingly and readily, who want us all to succeed, because they know there enough for all of us.
I’ve got beta readers who give up their time and energy to read and improve the books.
And, oh my gosh, you guys…you guys…I have READERS who buy the books and give their time and energy to letting the characters live awhile in their head. What a blessing. What a gift.
Thank you to everyone out there who has given me so much to be grateful for in my life. I hope that I give back half of what you give me.
You’re my heart and my joy. Blessings on all of you.
I’ve got money in my pocket
I like the color of my hair
I’ve got a friend who loves me
Got a house, I’ve got a car
I’ve got a good mother
and her voice is what keeps me here
I’ve got a good father
And his strength is what makes me cry
Feet on ground
Heart in hand
I’ve never wanted anything
No I’ve, no I’ve, I’ve never wanted anything
so bad…so bad