A few weeks ago, I was given the opportunity to start fresh with a new employer, and in a brand new field. The change was so drastic that I worried about it for weeks before I initially started. It was the first time since I was fifteen that I've been that anxious about making a great first impression.
Now that I'm here, I feel like I'm picking up on things more quickly than I would have given myself credit for. This job is potentially one of the best things that's happened to me in a long, long while. The place that I work at is a self-contained community. When I say that, I mean it literally. If power went out all over Pennsylvania, my place of business would be able to sustain electricity for another three months. Beyond that though, I've never seen so diverse a people who are this friendly to each other.
There are so many parallels between this place - this event - and the inspiration that I'm given when working on anything. I don't have to worry as much about trivial things anymore. That's a welcome insight to any creative mind. To all of those who have just recently started a new journey, good luck. And to all of those who are waiting for their door to open, patience and faith are good companions. You'll find your way!
Check out my eBook on Amazon Kindle: http://tiny.cc/hnfhk There are samples and reviews to look at. Maybe you'll find something you like!
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Restless Nights
I had a restless night.
I agreed to watch my mother's dog for the weekend, and everything would have went well, but we had a thunderstorm at about one o'clock. As is usually the case with dogs and storms, the old girl lost her mind, and started barking. Every time I thought she'd have stopped, I was wrong. Finally, at about three o'clock, I brought her into my room so she'd feel safe.
I have the hardest time trying to get to sleep when I'm consciously trying to. My thoughts drift everywhere, and they finally had me thinking about characters in my books. How would they react if they couldn't get any rest?
My main character has experienced much more than I ever could. He's a former military man, having worked for the King's army. His sleep patterns are a lot like mine. If even the slightest noise happens to alert him, he'll wake up. It's something that he's grown used to - it makes it almost more troubling when he's sleeping comfortably, which is the opposite problem for me tonight. Then again, he's had a lot more to worry about than me. If you're interested, check out the sample on Amazon: http://tiny.cc/hnfhk
I agreed to watch my mother's dog for the weekend, and everything would have went well, but we had a thunderstorm at about one o'clock. As is usually the case with dogs and storms, the old girl lost her mind, and started barking. Every time I thought she'd have stopped, I was wrong. Finally, at about three o'clock, I brought her into my room so she'd feel safe.
I have the hardest time trying to get to sleep when I'm consciously trying to. My thoughts drift everywhere, and they finally had me thinking about characters in my books. How would they react if they couldn't get any rest?
My main character has experienced much more than I ever could. He's a former military man, having worked for the King's army. His sleep patterns are a lot like mine. If even the slightest noise happens to alert him, he'll wake up. It's something that he's grown used to - it makes it almost more troubling when he's sleeping comfortably, which is the opposite problem for me tonight. Then again, he's had a lot more to worry about than me. If you're interested, check out the sample on Amazon: http://tiny.cc/hnfhk
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