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Aug. 26th, 2016 01:02 pmOh that was a kick to the head. My ears are still ringing.
For those of you who are faithful or religious or spiritual, or something along those lines, you ever have one of those moments where someone says or does something, or something happens, and it's so immediately relevant to a very specific part of your life that it's like Deity reached down and patted you on the head and said "GET BACK TO WORK YOU'RE DOING GOOD"? (I don't know why Deity is Death right now. It's the gravitas, I expect.) Yeah, that just happened to me.
The very short version is that a Christian friend of mine mentioned being inspired in his prayers to say some words to me and describe an image he had. And the image was so very close to a character and even specifically a scene I have in my upcoming book that all I could do for several minutes was stare and flail. And. I have no idea what to do with this, well, no, practically I do have an idea what to do with this. But emotionally my head's in somewhat of a state of !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!. Post ritual/ceremony/mass/etc !!!!!!!!!!!!!! Also something about the way he talks about his faith makes me want to attend Quaker Meeting again. Go figure.
(It also made me turn into Vash the Stampede all over Twitter. That was kind of fun.)
I'm not sure if it's being down to final edits or the prospect of actually being able to format things properly for Kindle and hard copy that makes me so excited to almost be done with this novel (my second self-published) or even the good sign, but I am. I really am. Which is a bit amazing because usually the fear wins, but today it's the joy and the excitement and I have faith in my writing.
(I think 99% of people get this. You might, might be able to admit that from an objective opinion, this thing you did is actually good, but everything else inside you screams it's terrible and you suck.)
(Not today, brainweedle. Not today.)
Yeah, I don't know. I did toss the box of books into my suitcase yesterday and apart from probably needing to shove it down to the wheel end, it looks like I can pack everything as I want it to. So that's good. I'm still never taking books down to DragonCon again, but good. I keep saying I need to pack but I think tonight I really will just freaking pack everything. Except, obviously, the stuff I need day to day like laptop and phone and so on. I will however pack the extra chargers and all that. So few days left. So much to do. So much flail. Many flail. But it's a good kind of flail. Between yesterday and today, I'm really starting to think I'm going to be okay.
(I still kind of suck at cover design. But there is a visible learning curve, so that's okay, too.)
For those of you who are faithful or religious or spiritual, or something along those lines, you ever have one of those moments where someone says or does something, or something happens, and it's so immediately relevant to a very specific part of your life that it's like Deity reached down and patted you on the head and said "GET BACK TO WORK YOU'RE DOING GOOD"? (I don't know why Deity is Death right now. It's the gravitas, I expect.) Yeah, that just happened to me.
The very short version is that a Christian friend of mine mentioned being inspired in his prayers to say some words to me and describe an image he had. And the image was so very close to a character and even specifically a scene I have in my upcoming book that all I could do for several minutes was stare and flail. And. I have no idea what to do with this, well, no, practically I do have an idea what to do with this. But emotionally my head's in somewhat of a state of !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!. Post ritual/ceremony/mass/etc !!!!!!!!!!!!!! Also something about the way he talks about his faith makes me want to attend Quaker Meeting again. Go figure.
(It also made me turn into Vash the Stampede all over Twitter. That was kind of fun.)
I'm not sure if it's being down to final edits or the prospect of actually being able to format things properly for Kindle and hard copy that makes me so excited to almost be done with this novel (my second self-published) or even the good sign, but I am. I really am. Which is a bit amazing because usually the fear wins, but today it's the joy and the excitement and I have faith in my writing.
(I think 99% of people get this. You might, might be able to admit that from an objective opinion, this thing you did is actually good, but everything else inside you screams it's terrible and you suck.)
(Not today, brainweedle. Not today.)
Yeah, I don't know. I did toss the box of books into my suitcase yesterday and apart from probably needing to shove it down to the wheel end, it looks like I can pack everything as I want it to. So that's good. I'm still never taking books down to DragonCon again, but good. I keep saying I need to pack but I think tonight I really will just freaking pack everything. Except, obviously, the stuff I need day to day like laptop and phone and so on. I will however pack the extra chargers and all that. So few days left. So much to do. So much flail. Many flail. But it's a good kind of flail. Between yesterday and today, I'm really starting to think I'm going to be okay.
(I still kind of suck at cover design. But there is a visible learning curve, so that's okay, too.)