The end of February really snuck up on me. I was actually at
work, filling out something for a customer, and when I wrote the date down, I
was shocked that it was the last day of the month already. January had gone by
so slowly, in an entirely pleasant way. But February flew by.
I have to admit that I didn’t pay a whole lot of attention
to what was going on in the world during February. As far as I can tell, the
biggest news story (in the U.S. anyway) was that the country is in financial
trouble. Big surprise. I know there was talk of budget cuts & sequestering
Congress. Other than that, I’ve been tuned out.
I seem to have been much more wrapped up in my own life in
February. In January, I had entered a novel writing contest. In February, I
discovered that I hadn’t even made it past the first round. It was
disappointing & it threw me a little off my game for about five days or so.
The bright side is that I don’t see the disappointment as an indictment of my
writing skills. The first round of the contest was based on the pitch, so I
think the fact that I didn’t move forward had more to do with my sales skills
than anything else. Even so, criticism is always a tough pill to swallow.
Luckily, I rallied. By the second to last week of the month,
I had finally finished my second romance novel. As of yesterday, I had finished
my revisions & sent it off to a couple of friends to read. I’ve also been
working hard on romance #3, which now stands at just over halfway done. I even
started working on romance #4 again, which I hadn’t worked on for months. So
I’ve been feeling pretty proud of myself for persisting in the face of failure.
On the other hand, I’ve also been feeling very lonely
lately. I’m not entirely sure why. I was actually busier/more socially active
in February than I was in January. Still, I seem to be craving more strongly
that deeper connection that’s always been difficult for me to make with other people.
I don’t get out as much as I used to when I was younger because of budget
constraints. It’s frustrating. I’m not sure how to fix it. It’s hard for me to
talk about these things. Growing up, I was taught not to burden other people with my
problems, so I feel shy about reaching out.
Still, I expect to rally even from this. Life isn’t always
sunshine and rainbows, and yet we get by. Today is the opening of the MLS
season, aka my favorite time of the year. I’m looking forward to warmer
weather. And I’m excited about the fact that I’m still writing. Sometimes the
small things make the biggest difference.
So that's what's been on my mind this (last) month. If you're stopping by to read, let me know what's on yours!
3 comments:
Connection with people is always on my mind. It. Is. So. Hard. Or awkward. So I hear you. If we still lived in the same town, we could go for a walk. But alas, we do not.
Well done with your persistence. And happy soccer season to you.
Sounds like you're being a little tough on yourself. You haven't been living in your city that long. I've been here in Seattle 2.5 years and so far I'm up to 2.5 people (a third is still in progress) that I'm feeling that deeper connection with. It's tough to be vulnerable with people we haven't known a long time, but at the same time, being vulnerable with them is possibly the only way to get that deeper relationship. You're doing a lot! It will come with time. I definitely miss seeing your face and hearing your voice!
-H
You're right, of course. I always have been too hard on myself. (Aren't we all?) Miss you too!
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