So, it’s Monday and I kind of have a hell week, but Marsie the Cat is all about motivation and I spent a lot of time this weekend reflecting about the things I want to do and why I haven’t done them yet.
Marsie: Get to the point, human.
Me: I’m trying.
Marsie: It’s slow going here. Nobody is going to read this.
Marsie: Bingo? Seriously, humans make no sense.
Me: But I make total sense to me. I’ve been thinking about trying a lot of things. I thought about them all last year. But I’m afraid nobody will notice, or read it, or care.
Marsie: And you haven’t done anything because you’re too scared to, right?
Me: Bingo again. Freaking-a, cat. Why are you so smart?
Marsie: Because I’m a cat. I am smart and fearless. You need to channel your inner feline. I’m not afraid to make a podcast. I’m not afraid to start a business. I’m not afraid to quit things that make me cranky. I just quit them.
Marsie: Seriously, what are you afraid of?
Me: Sucking. I’m afraid of sucking.
Marsie: Well, I can’t relate to that because I’m a cat and we never suck. We leave that for dogs, but. . . Why are you afraid of sucking? What is the worst that will happen?
Me: People will say I suck? I go bankrupt? I. . . I’m not sure. I think it’s the bankrupt part that freaks me out because I grew up poor. Plus, um…. public humiliation is usually never fun unless you’re into that.
Marsie: Look. Cats have no money. Yet, we get fed. We have a place to sleep. We have friends when we feel like having them and not just ignoring them. We don’t care if people mock us because we are confident in our own awesome. You must channel your inner cat. No offense, human, but you’re getting old. You have to hurry it up.
Me: I’m not sure if you’re trying to make me feel better or worse.
Marsie: It’s not about better or worse. It’s about truth.
What I am Afraid to Do:
So, one of the things I’m afraid to do is share stories or any of my writing that hasn’t been traditionally published yet. But, um, this link is going to send you to a pdf file of a short story that is actually part of a bigger novel I’m working on. The bigger novel follows multiple women in one family. Their ages range from six to 65. This excerpt is self-contained and is the six-year-old’s story.
If you read it and don’t hate it, can you please tell me? Because if you haven’t figured it out by now I am (whispers) terrifically insecure. 🙂
Also, I created a bit of a view book of all my published books. It’s here.
And thanks, as always, for reading this. Go out there and do massive good in this world! Face your fears! Sing out your story and make that story the one you want to live. I believe in you so much.
And if you want to help me out and can’t afford to buy one of my books right now, you can still help me by:
- Sharing this post or at least liking it.
- Posting about my books, so other people can know about them.
- Signing up as a blog follower or on my email list.
- Just being a good person who tries.
- Singing out your own story. Be fearless with me. We can do this. The world needs you and your story.
Hey! Thanks to everyone who commented on Friday’s blog. I appreciate it so much and I kind of feel like you all did it just to be kind to me. Thank you for being so kind.
So, I made Sparty the Dog pick three winners instead of just one.
If your name is below, please send me (only if you feel comfortable) your mailing address and tell me if you’d rather have a middle grade novel or young adult novel with the SPY WHO PLAYED BASEBALL. And… send your mailing address to carriejonesbooks at gmail with the dot before the com.
Sparty the Dog: I have to pick the winners? It’s so much pressure!
Me: I know, buddy. I know. That’s why I’m making you do it. Hold on to Mr. Penguin and we can get through it.
Congratulations to commenters:
Megan (of no last name)!