I'm getting ready for Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Valentine's Day. Why Valentine's Day? The release date for my book has changed again. It's coming out on Valentine's Day. And to think, two weeks ago I was chillaxin' and thinking I had until May.
So I've been freaking out, trying to make sure the book's as good as I can make it. I'm probably driving my sweet editor crazy. Last week, for example, I decided I've used the word "just" too many times. (I used it so many times that I was starting to sound like Mercer Mayer, the author of Just for You, Just Me and My Dad, etc.)
Anyway, I definitely won't be celebrating one holiday at a time. (Anyone know any good romantic Christmas songs?) But I am determined to take time to be grateful during November. And here's a little of what I'm grateful for:
My daughter has turned sixteen. I'm really proud of her. She is very independent and hard-working. And now she can drive, which would be very convenient if I were only brave enough to let her get her license. She's also very patient with me and my writing eccentricities.
Sometimes she'll stop in the middle of the conversation and ask, "Mom, are you listening or are you thinking about your novel?" Last week, we were listening to some music in the car that we don't usually listen to, and she asked, "Can you do your research some other time, Mom?" She knew I was researching even though I didn't tell her. My children suffer so much, and I'm grateful they suffer because it makes them better people, right?
What are you grateful for?