After many rounds of revision, the manuscript of Asa James is going to be born into a BOOK. Koehler Books has given us a home. Go Asa. Go Jodi. We’re getting out into the big bad world!
Quietly, now and a year from now, after the storm abates, I will still be writing. Every day, butt in chair, working on whichever manuscript I can either write or revise. This is the source of my own personal calm, because I love the work. As long as I’m making progress on a manuscript, I’m happy. Which isn’t to say that I’m satisfied, because I can always find spots needing improvement, but I’m happy if I’m moving the work forward. It’s like air and food for me. There are times I can’t write because a commitment conflicts with my designated writing time, but I’ve learned not to panic. I can trust myself to pick up my pen as soon as possible. I know I will, because I need to—writing isn’t optional. I’ve hated this fact at times, but now, increasingly, I am grateful for it.
In many ways life feels short, but if I’m writing every day, then it feels long. I take this as a gift!