Holy 2012 Batman!!
When I look back at the year I wonder how I made it this far. Not just mentally but physically and emotionally. It will certainly be one I hope never to top in excitement, fear or magic.
It started in February when I could finally stop taking the medications that put my body into a medically induced menopause at the ripe old age of 29. That was six months of interesting! So in February I had a hysterectomy. Woohoo! If you’re a long-term reader of my blog, you‘ll know that I suffered from debilitating Endometriosis. Si weeks later I went back to work and I could concentrate on what was next on the list.
In June I married my soulmate of already thirteen of the most turbulent years in which we had two children, bought a house, changed jobs and cars a million and one times. It was a magical day that we will never forget where everything went perfectly, exactly how I saw it in my mind. And then came another first…
Overseas trip! I know, I’d never been. So on the day of my husband’s 32nd birthday, we boarded a plane for Singapore and then onto Phuket, Thailand. To say that our honeymoon was perfect would be an understatement. I kept waiting for the bottom to fall out of it thinking how many people get a perfect wedding and then a perfect honeymoon as well? And then the bottom did fall out of it.
But first I turned 30. Which meant absolutely nothing at all. It really was just another day compared to the weeks before it. And then I became the bakery manager in my day job and went to five days a week.
Now, back to the bottom falling out. When we got home from our honeymoon, my hubby got really, really sick. We went to the doctor for all kinds of tests for tropical diseases (knowing full well that said hubby did not have the shots you’re supposed to have before going to Thailand). A few torturous weeks later, he was diagnosed (rather out of the blue) with type 1 diabetes. So came a lifestyle change. Well, it was supposed to but I’m still waiting for him to realise how much things have to change.
Then came another humongous milestone but this time in my career. With August and the changing of the leaves came my debut book release! Scandal’s Mistress came out with Carina Press the same week I travelled interstate for the annual Romance Writer’s of Australia conference. Never again will I let two things like this coincide. It was so hard to think about the conference and knowing I was going to be away from home made it difficult to do things like blog tours and the such. Also, by this stage of the year I was exhausted. Then I overcommitted to having a book finished which still isn’t and it’s now the end of December.
Throw into all of that my youngest started reception and then proceeded to have a series of accidents one of which required four stitches to the head. My seven year old suddenly turned 14, then there were the usually holidays like Christmas, Easter and the rest. I honestly can’t wait for 2013! Bring on a relaxed working environment. Bring on structured writing and exercise time. Bring on a print contract with one of the big six! (Not sure which of those is the most wishful thinking =) )
But most of all bring on more time with my family and my friends and fill it with happiness!!
Happy New Year!
My answer to that is why don’t you?
Why don’t you write the next Twilight or Harry Potter Doppleganger? (yes I have been watching waaaay too much Vampire Diaries.) These are the questions I cop from my brain every other day and every time I open a word document. But I just can’t find it. I want to, believe me I do. I’m not sure if my brain is too overloaded right now (and for the last forever) or if I’m too romance oriented but I just can’t seem to find that next big thing and it frustrates the hell out of me and every other person out there who wants the zeros in the bank to have a digit in front of them!
An artist wants to paint the next Mona Lisa and a sculptor wants to create the next David but it just isn’t like that. My question to you is how do you know you’ve got the next big thing anyway? JK didn’t know she was sitting on millions, neither did EL or Stephanie.
That’s the hardest part of being an artist (I use the title loosely in connection to me) you don’t know what’s going to be huge and what’s going to tank and it plays with your head until you wonder if everything you ever pen is doomed to be crap. No I’m not saying my work is, I’m just saying, if you’re sitting on the pot of hugeness and awesomeness and fantabulousness, can you tip a little of it’s contents my way? Please? I need a fatter bank account and better sense of achievement… Just today though. Tomorrow I’ll be good =)
I'm a published author but I'm still mostly stumbling about in the dark looking for the right paths so this blog is about that, though sometimes something will give the me the shits and I'll have a bit of a rant. I'll try not to be offensive but occasionally my mouth opens without asking my brain's permission so I'll apologise in advance.