For whatever reason, this was the hardest blog post to pen. Maybe it’s
because there are so many “S” words that important to me right now.
I could start with my first name, but moving on from there . . . My
first fiction book contract came to me for Streetwalker, from an editor Sascha Illyvich at Sizzler Editions. It’s the first book in the “Sex Sells” series. And I had my culinary mystery series contracted, too.
Okay. That makes sense.
Or maybe it is that I have more friends named “Sandy” than any other single name. And each of the Sandy’s is a dear friend and has contributed to me being where I am
emotionally, physically, spiritually, and professionally. I could do a whole
post on the Sandy’s and what they mean to me.
When I think where I am in life, I am satisfied but not complacent; surprised but not shocked. I’ve worked hard to get published, and to learn about marketing and
business plans and all that other stuff that professional writers
need to know these days.
I could have selected story for my “s” word today. After all, that’s what I do. I scribble down the stories that batter at me. They’re everywhere, surrounding me with their situations demanding sanctuary in my tickler files.
I have more stamina and strength, now, one year out from
my stroke. I believe my current state is due to my sedulous nature leading me to snatch my life back from sickness. I am very grateful for all the support I had to do that.
And today is Sunday!
I think I just finished this blog post for tomorrow! Is there one
letter in your life with multiple associations, a letter that saturates your world?