Edith/Maddie here, delighted it’s almost Thanksgiving, which means family, friends, and food!
But it’s also a period when my head is spinning.
No, I don’t mean like the girl in the 1973 movie. But I do have a lot on my plate right now, and it feels like bumper cars.
A. I have a book due December first, which is in nine days. Four Leaf Cleaver, Country Store #11, is still too short. I’m still not sure I’ve gone deep enough into the characters and their motivations and their secrets. This is late for me. I’m usually ready to send in a book a month early. Gulp.
B. I have a book releasing November thirtieth, which is in eight days. Have I arranged enough guest appearances, written my release newsletter, scheduled the right kind of posts? (Hint – the answer is NO.)
C. My son and his wife are coming tomorrow through Friday. Is the guest room ready, do I have all my pie makings in house, have I planned a couple of vegetarian dinners for them? (Hint – uh, not yet.) At least I ordered a fresh local turkey in time, and guests are bringing all the sides.
D. The minute all this flurry is over, I have to pack my bag for my first airplane flight since March 2020. I’m taking a quick trip, leaving December third, to San Francisco to see my 94-year-old Uncle Dick and my cousins. I am exceedingly nervous about traveling among a bunch of people whose vaccination status I will never know. Yikes. (My relatives, blessedly, are among the fully vaccinated.)
E. On top of all this, the next book is knocking at my brain. “When are you getting back to us?” say my historical characters from a not-yet-under-contract manuscript I didn’t quite finish last summer. I can’t wait to dive back into it.
See what I mean? But throwing my hands in the air and screaming isn’t an option. And really, I’m living my dream. It could be a lot worse.
So I’ll do what I always do. Make lists. Put my head down and work. Breathe deeply and drink a lot of water. Get out for at least one long walk every day. Take time to enjoy my loved ones, because that’s more important than anything. I know it’ll all be fine, and it’ll all get done. Right? (Uh, just say Yes…)
Readers: How do you get through times when you have a lot on your plate?