Friday, December 08, 2006

This morning when I checked my horoscope, I had no idea that it would actually come true.

It said:
One of your most admirable characteristics is that even when you feel like
giving up, your internal drive keeps you going. Someone gives you a boost today,
and you find that with some encouragement, your creativity takes off.

Well with two weeks of not writing, waiting for responses on my proposals and a box and a half of books I couldn't sell, I had sprouted an ugly case of the mean reds. Had I risked too much by writing full-time? Do I have what it takes to become a profitable, much less best-selling author? Gee, maybe I should look into getting a real job.

But when I hauled my boxes to the mail box center, one of the guys peeked inside and saw my book. He took one out to read the back cover and a lady standing next to me happened to see it. She asked what I wrote and when I showed off Hot Tamara and In Between Men, she told me to sign one copy each and then handed me cash for both books!

I was so flustered. Now that I think about it, I hoped I spelled my own name right! When I sat in my car and processed what happened, I had one of those quiet moments where I could actually feel the words, thank you.

4 comments:

Dana Diamond said...

I love that story. What a wonderful thing to have happen.

And I liked the 'mean reds'. I didn't remember it, but I'll remember it next time I'm feeling that way.

:) d

Anonymous said...

Mary-
I LOVE this story! What a wonderful gift from the universe! I'm also a major Breakfast at Tiffany's fan- read the book more times than I can count!

Counting down until Thursday. . .
Alyson

Anonymous said...

Just when you think you are down.... something lifts you up! ;-)

Great post Mary!

Nadine Dajani said...

Man, do I know exactly what you're talking about... I keep wondering how my editor would feel if I told him "you know what? I'm not sure I'm cut out for this writing thing..." but then I remember everyone feels like this sometimes. Great story!

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