Somebody remind me of this at Christmas when I'm dying to get my house all to myself again, lol.
It's been a long day. I've had a crisis of faith recently, about whether all this time I'm pouring into writing is really worth it. It only got better when I reminded myself that it's impossible to please everyone all of the time. There are some very popular authors who do absolutely nothing for me, for instance. Different folks for different strokes. But it's still tough, especially when I see some authors do extremely well that I don't think can write themselves out of a paper bag.
Different strokes. Different folks. That's my mantra anymore. I have to write what I want to write and forget about trying to please the unknown masses. Or caring whether or not they like my work. That's the tough part. Because if I didn't care, why would I put it out in the first place? I'd keep it private. Obviously, I want to share it, and I want people to like it. Any writer who says they don't care about that is a liar. That's what publication is all about.
Ack. Enough navel gazing.
Craig and I tortured ourselves this morning by going to the nearby PetSmart for their adoption day. When we get into the new house, we're getting pets. That's been decided for a while. Two cats and a dog. In that order. I grew up with cats, and could easily do without ever owning a dog, but Alicia loves dogs too much not to let her have one now that we can finally have pets. So we were really just looking around, but it was tough to walk away. There was one dog that was absolutely adorable, a small terrier mix. I could have walked away with her today pretty easily, as well as all of the cats, lol. But we have to wait until after we're in the house, and after the kids come back. This is a family decision to make. The kids *will* be a part of it. But that doesn't stop me from wanting a cat now to have curl up on my lap and fall asleep purring. I wonder if my loneliness would be so bad if I had a pet. I doubt it, actually.
Okay, I should probably stop procrastinating and get back to work. This was supposed to be about having a lot of time to write, but I'm going to stick with my vow to write something here everyday again. But see what happens when nothing happens in my life? I ramble about nothing, lol.