Changing the way you think is harder than you realize. I’ve mentioned this before. Now, even a month later, I’m still having issues. I was just looking at making summer plans. Usually, I try to take off time around the Fourth of July (commuting hell in my neck of the woods that whole week) for a ‘staycation’, and each year, I promise myself, This year, I will take that time and Finish The Book and submit it. For real, this time.
So, today, I looked at the block of time on my calendar and said, “I will take that time off and…” Full stop. Oh, right. Done that. And submitted it. Have an agent. She’s working on that next part. There is still something mind-bending about that concept. Yes, I have the next book to be working on. More than one, to be honest. Yes, I should probably put that book into the Fourth of July slot and make a major push to get it done. But it is still nice to realize that it will be different this time. It’s not the same thing I tried to squeeze in previous years. It’s not that first never-done-this-before thing.
I did it. For real.
And I can do it again.
Believing all of that takes work.