Tuesday, January 30, 2018

It's not all crime and hi-jinx, ya know.

Morning,

It's Tuesday.
It's hot - like Perth summer hot - I'm not in Perth I'm in Upper Hutt. (Get a map, look for Wellington, NZ then travel up the river north.)

Anyway, it's hot.  I love it hot. Not too fond of arriving at work a sweaty mess but it sure as hell beats arriving frozen. :)

The reason I arrive sweaty is because I walk ...
My walk is important to me. It really is.
I don't just walk because I don't drive (not even getting into that, but it's true), I walk to allow thinking time.
I find that 40 minutes in the morning and the same again in the afternoon provides ample thinking time.

What do I think about?

Everything.

No limits.

If I'm in a dark place/crap mood (everyone gets like that sometimes, no big deal, it is what it is) then usually by the time I reach the Fire Sation I'm feeling grateful for the good in my life and less like tossing my toys out of the cot. Usually.
Sometimes it takes more than a couple of walks and sometimes I need to kick myself good and hard up the arse.
(Trust me when I say, that's not easy.)

It's not easy doing what I do. It's not easy doing what you do either. I try very hard to never compare myself with others. My path is my path, just like yours is yours.

I try hard not to be annoyed by people complaining about how little they have, can do, whatever when I know they make more than me because there is bound to be stuff I don't know. So, I try, to cut people a heap of slack and just get on with my thing.

I do get a wee bit peeved by authors who can't see the big picture and understand that there are readers for everyone, it's not a competition, no one wins! We should be building each other up not tearing one another down. We should be being supportive just because we're human. Sharing posts and helping one another out cannot hurt you! In fact, if you're nice you are more likely to have positive interactions.
Imagine? :)

Anyway, this morning as I walked to the bookshop I was thinking about how lucky I am to be here.
It could've gone the other way twice in my life. Obviously, it wasn't my time. :)

I am grateful to be able to write and to be standing at the counter of this incredible little bookshop (one day it'll make enough money to support us, I know it will).
I am grateful for the food on our table, the roof over our heads, love in my life, and that I can pay my bills, and that my two younger girls are happy, safe, and well.

Really, what else is there?





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