At Times Even the Most Independent Woman Just Wants a Good Man She Can Depend On.

I dream big, and even more importantly I work hard to achieve those visions that come to me so vividly. I'm not satisfied with just getting by, I want to LIVE and enjoy every second of my life. When I get there after all of the sacrifices that I'm making now I know it's going to be worth it. The hard part is when those sacrifices that are sometimes made without a single thought become the only thing I can think about.

I got another publisher rejection letter and into a car accident in the same hour. Talk about bad luck.

I thought I felt fine, and then I got home to lay down, and could not get comfortable. I tossed, and turned, and came to the realization that the only thing that would really make me feel better at that exact moment was a few good beers, an action or comedy movie, and someone else to make my spacious townhouse not be so empty.

I never got either of those things.

I woke up the next morning, and thank God the dreadful feeling I had felt the night before was finally gone.

All I could think about was going through my day to come home & write. I never thought it would be so painful to strike each key as I release some of the frustration that I've been holding in, but I know it would hurt even more to allow these these thoughts to just sit stagnant.

Just like that awful feeling, the loneliness that comes with it, and this pain - they will fade, and I'll be left with another great story and the determination and nothing but time to finish it.

Moral of the Story: Change what you can and just accept what you cant, and even if it hurts  do it with a smile :)