What a great feeling. I joined a national editorial association last week (EFA, if you must know). I also got registered and started a copyediting class, which has been a blast. I got new editions of great reference books. And signed a new contract for developmental editing on a short story.
Not bad for a middle-aged woman who's weathered a big fat life transition. Not bad for any old body, for that matter.
One of the most wonderful feelings I've felt in a while is realizing how much knowledge I had ready to pull up for this new approach to an old skill. Another wonderful feeling is that I've forgotten a huge amount, too, and that I have the means to pick that and more back up again.
I've also done a lot of reading lately. One of those things was quite a directional compass item, so I printed it out. It was a recommendation: "Immerse yourself in whatever you decide to do. Quit worrying about your choices." It's now watching over me as I work at this sweet little desk.
Life is good.
Not bad for a middle-aged woman who's weathered a big fat life transition. Not bad for any old body, for that matter.
One of the most wonderful feelings I've felt in a while is realizing how much knowledge I had ready to pull up for this new approach to an old skill. Another wonderful feeling is that I've forgotten a huge amount, too, and that I have the means to pick that and more back up again.
I've also done a lot of reading lately. One of those things was quite a directional compass item, so I printed it out. It was a recommendation: "Immerse yourself in whatever you decide to do. Quit worrying about your choices." It's now watching over me as I work at this sweet little desk.
Life is good.