It’s been six months since my family had our house fire. I’ve experienced losses I never imagined, and I don’t mean the ‘stuff’ under that roof. Thanks to the firemen, the damage-restoration service was able to save 99% of our belongings. That’s a HUGE blessing, but we’re still never going back. Financially, it makes more sense to move elsewhere.
Our two kids were ages three and one-month old when we first moved into our home in 2000. I read Brown Bear, Brown Bear a bazillion times to my babies there. We had pumpkin-carving parties each October and ‘Pizza, Family Movie Night’ on Fridays (’til the kids became teenagers and preferred hanging out with their friends over us on the weekends).
My husband and I laughed and screamed and cried together in that house. We had a Gawd-awful 1950’s pink bathroom in the hallway I always intended to redo but now, I’ll never get the chance.
If that’s not enough pain…
I get the added bonus of grieving several other losses (past and present): Revisiting old wounds from my dad’s death over 30 years ago. Lamenting my mother-in-law now living in an Alzheimer’s unit; she doesn’t know us anymore. Our youngest will leave for college soon. We’re about to be empty-nesters. Meanwhile, all this upheaval has shown me a few less-than-desirable characteristics about myself: unyielding to change and compromise (sort of biggies for a strong marriage).
I’m a ‘fixer’ by nature. When there’s a problem … BOOM! I want it fixed there and then. I hate pain (for myself and others) and want to go straight from problem to solution.
NEWS FLASH! Life NEVER works that way!
It’s frustrating, but patience is a lesson I must learn over, and over again.
I’m not the only one. I hear from you about your struggles, too. Financial challenges, family drama, anxiety, depression and addiction. Real-world worries.
Nobody’s life is perfect.
On top of all that personal turmoil, I had 300 pages to a sequel to Pennies from Burger Heaven that I couldn’t let go of. Something about it wasn’t quite right. I kept worrying that it was just my fancy form of procrastination — resistance or good ol’ fashioned fear to publishing again since my heroine Copper Daniels is so beloved.
I’m delighted to report that wasn’t the case. One the many, strange blessings this house fire gave me was to find the RIGHT Copper-Daniels story. I finally experience that ‘home run’ or ‘true north’ feeling; excitement whizzed through my body when I came up with the new plot.
I thought, YES! This is it!
Can I do this?
Noooo. It’s too hard.
Why not at least try?
Yes, that’s actual footage from my brain.
Writing a novel is sometimes like digging for buried treasure. You have to go deeper, sometimes far into the crappola, in order to find the gold. By the way, that’s true in life, too.
It has not been easy to write amidst dealing with the insurance company, adjustors, stress, exhaustion, other family issues, as well as self-doubt, but I work on my novel every day.
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Celebration and Other Gobbledygook
Pennies #2 will be published Summer 2018!
Seriously. My deadline to turn in my manuscript to my developmental editor is March 30, 2018. This is happening, baby!
We still haven’t finalized the title. I have three or four that I’m playing with now, but need YOUR help to find the right one. I’ll email you in a few weeks with a survey.
Bottom line: Life is full of ups and downs, frustrations, and other gobbledygook, but keep trying.
I appreciate all of you who email me, leave comments on Facebook, or send me private messages to say how much you enjoy Copper Daniels and her stories. The wait isn’t much longer.
How do you deal with the frustrations/gobbledygook of your life?
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