I guess you could say that November is the perfect time to give thanks. And we should. But will it be a blanket thanks that covers just about everything you’re grateful for? Do you really mean it? Or are you actually going to sit back and really think about exactly what you should be grateful for?
I know it goes without saying that I love my family to death, even the ones who annoy me and drive me crazy. Of course, my friends are also included in that. But what I’m really talking about, are the things that occur when you are too busy to think about at the time, but are still extremely grateful for them, nevertheless.
I am grateful to my husband for rubbing my aching back when I was hustling to get my edited and approved book out. But in the sheer ecstasy of the massage, I hit the wrong key and didn’t discover that blunder until ten minutes before my book was to go to final print, and made a 911 panic-stricken plea to Telemachus Press, my publisher, who I am also grateful for, when I caught it and it was corrected in time.
I’m even grateful to my critics who point out my faults and shortcomings. …Chuckle.
I thought that was strictly my husband’s territory.
John Locke said it perfectly when referring to his novel, A Girl Like You. “Who’s gonna get hurt if you brake a flippin’ rule once in awhile? I get a lot of criticism from purists for my writing, but I can live with it, because English teachers aren’t my target audience. Not all English teachers. Just the cool ones.”
I’m grateful for a gifted editor, @winsloweliot Winslow Eliot for getting it right and keeping me on track, always.
I am grateful to all my followers on Twitter and also the many friends and the wonderful authors I have met and made on Twitter. You know who you are.
I am grateful for my Webmaster, Tom Stier, and also to those who left such heartfelt comments on my website to my posts and grateful for the thousands of readers out there who really do enjoy my books. I like to think of them as the silent majority.
But most of all, I am grateful for every day that I am lucky enough to wake up and write knowing so many wonderful people, authors included, who are a part of my life. And as long as my characters, I’m not mentioning any particular names, they know who they are, restrain themselves and stop telling me their dialogue is much better than mine, I am good to go.
My advice? Be grateful. Give thanks.
Chase your dreams, not someone else’s. Remember, every day is a blessing.