Have I ever mentioned how hard it is for me to be patient? Those who know me well know this about me. I’m sure I drive them crazy at times, wanting things to happen immediately. My husband is the complete opposite. He chews on decisions like gristle, sucking every possible scenario out of them before determining his path. It is this quality in him that helps keep me grounded, I think.

Currently, I am in the process of getting a freelancing career off the ground. I have only just begun and the impatient side of me is already taking over. As I wait to be approved by certain organizations I keep telling myself what a wonderful practice this will be for the lengthy waits I will encounter in my future as a novelist. Waiting for the agent’s call, waiting for the editor’s comments, waiting for the publisher to… well… publish. It will prepare me for that, right? Don’t tell me the excruciation of waiting is all for nought… oh, deep breath…

Good things come to those who wait. Okay, if that slogan can work for Guinness, I can make it work for me. Slàinte!