Goodbye summer, my most favorite of seasons.
A time often reserved for travel, lounging on picturesque white-sand beaches in a haze of yellow sunshine, and maybe even experiencing your wildest adventures.
For me, this particular summer didn’t match any of those romantic notions. Instead, this was a season for GROWTH.
I spent the boundless days and deliciously warm nights; revamping Acorn Publishing’s website, updating author documents, leading speaking engagements at various writing events, and polishing off my YA murder mystery, LOST GIRL, A SHELBY DAY NOVEL.
I also mothered my boys, started writing my next book in the Shelby Day series, and dove head deep into a killer fitness challenge.
Not the type of endless summer I’ve wistfully followed on other friend’s Facebook and Instagram pages, but big dreams require big commitment.
My hope is that this past season, and the ones that follow, will be ones I look back on with pride, and say to myself, I did that. I dug deep with a perseverance that bordered on ferocious. I believed in my myself. I kicked some ass.
And maybe next summer, I can throw in a white-sand beach or three…