This morning I was in hospital having tests, finally ending one of the most stressful weeks of my life.
It turns out I'm okay, but I had got to the point where I started to prepare for the fact that maybe I wasn't.
I thought a lot about what I have achieved in my life and if there was anything I would regret not achieving, and I came to conclusion that no, I'd done okay--more than okay--my life has so much good in it. I love my family, my friends, I love what I do for a living, I love that I get to write and that people want to read.
The end result of that is I am now completely emotionally drained. I have written probably less than 500 words since last Tuesday when my world turned on its head, I've not really got my head around Foxes being released today or the fact that I have a new contract from Dreamspinner for a new novella called Wildflowers.
All of that will come, I'm just going to sit here awhile appreciating the fact that my world is still turning, appreciating all the good.
Published on February 08, 2016 05:35