Today has been a good day. I started the day with listening to Christmas songs while making breakfast, then followed that with many hours working on what will (hopefully) be my second book. I took a break for lunch and a 2-mile walk with Winnie. It’s 35 degrees today and the wind is biting and brutal, but the sky is that particular kind of bright blue that it only seems to be in fall and winter, and the sun is shining, so I’ll take it. After that, I showered, put on some comfy clothes, and now I’m here, listening to a Christmas jazz playlist, drinking hot chocolate, and writing this post. Name a better day, I dare you!
Honestly, though, I’ve been feeling really good for most of the past week, swept up in writing (and re-writing, and editing) in a way that I haven’t felt for many months. And after such a rough few weeks of anxiety, I can’t tell you what a welcomed, pleasant, much-needed surprise (and escape) that has been. My brain is constantly churning with ideas and sentences and pl…