Turning points

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A peek at my back steps garden; Sweet Williams flourish as do volunteer nasturtiums.

In that my husband is feeling better! Not completely over his cold, but better.

In that the migration of my Smashwords account to Draft2Digital is done! Not that I'm completely at home there, but it's done.

In that I wrote over twenty-four hundred words today! Not that one chapter constitutes a book, but it's a start.

WHEW! Those are indeed some turning points. Especially the first and last ones. The first one personally, the last one.... Kinda personal, kinda 'professional', for what my writing means as more than a pastime, lol. Mostly the last one is a RELIEF. Well, my husband's well-being is also a relief, but you know....

Anyway, I'm feeling RELIEVED on various levels. D2D is what it is; if I'd had my choice, I be happy to stay with the familiar. Been publishing with Smashwords since 2011. I'm fine with their Meatgrinder system, or I was, but now that's the past. And sometimes the past never comes again.

Good health returns, WOO HOO! Writing continues, OMG YES! Maybe I cannot state how awesome it felt to write. It was pretty damn fantastic! My *hope* is to complete this as a short story/novella, write three more, then call that Book Five for The Enran Chronicles. Time will tell how successful is that notion.

(If it does work, I would be SO GRATEFUL. Especially since in breaking down a book into four manageable pieces, the writing itself becomes less stressful to reenter. Yes, I feel like I'm reentering a beloved arena. Whatever!)

One more shot of the nasturtiums; the lower one is literally growing out of a crack. Sometimes beauty emerges from an unlikely source.

Other turning points exist, but those are for me to ponder quietly. Well, one is studying in depth Eberhard Bethge's biography of Dietrich Bonhoeffer. But what I take from that is merely for my own edification.

So that's the latest: Writing. A new publishing site. My husband no longer hacking up a lung. Oh and it's SUNNY out today. Three days of fog/marine layer have been swept aside, revealing blue sky, warm temps for our neck of the woods and maybe, but probably not likely, a peek at the not quite full as last night's moon. If clouds roll in before that happens, I'll be grateful for the sun that shines as I write this post.

Gratitude matters, just saying....

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