It’s gone. My second book was waiting on the last chapter. I had backed it up and saved it on my drive. I checked and double checked. Though in a strange way I was ok with it. I had been procrastinating and now I start again.
It’s all in my head anyway, the memories and stories of how the year went. Sometimes we get so caught up in the loss that we forget what we found. I have been turning myself around. There are so many family, friends and total strangers that believe in me.
It is about time I remember myself. Sometimes when you get knocked down and things don’t turn out as you wish, the discouragement floods residue. We miss that which is good. I look beyond this bend and know I need this challenge to get over this hump. I have written three chapters this morning and it has been fun.