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One Year Older

Time flies, and even more so when you are having fun. I actually got to celebrate my 49th birthday in Berlin. Usually this time of the year I’m in Sweden with my family, and it was a bit emotional to not be spending the day with them. On the other hand my friends here made me feel appreciated and loved. I’m ready for my last year in my forties.

I can’t believe I’m turning 50 next year. I don’t so much mind getting older, but I can’t understand what that number has to do with me! đŸ˜€

Besides celebrating my birthday I have now heard back from my friend, who has been reading the beginning of the first draft of my book, and she liked it!

She of course saw that it needed some more work, but she found the storytelling unique, even though she doesn’t know my genre that well. Apparently the prologue was intriguing, and it feels good to hear that, but now I have to live up to it.

Will I manage to make the story go all the way?
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Not A Word

Since the feedback I haven’t written a word. I haven’t felt like writing at all. Not because of the feedback, but right now I am tired. Not as in “sleepy tired”, but as in “action tired”. My body is in vacation mode. I don’t want to do anything at all. This text should have been posted on July 8th. Now, 14 days later, I managed to finish it.

It’s the job thing that is draining me too. This constant pressure to apply for jobs I feel in my heart I don’t want, and the constant negative replies that follow. To be honest I have applied to jobs that interested me too, but the reply was the same. No. No. No. It wares me out.

I’m counting the days until I get to go to Sweden, to my family. I miss them.