As some of you know, I've had a rough few weeks:
Three weeks ago, my six-year-old step-nephew was beaten to death by his biological father. It was a horrible tragedy and we drove to Primary Children's Medical Center in SLC to say goodbye before he was taken off life support. His father claimed he only hit him once, but I saw the numerous bruises all over his little body and that's bull. He's charged with 1st degree murder and I hope justice is served. I've never experienced such anger inside as I have with this experience. I'm working through it.
Two weeks ago, my Grandma Barr died. This is my mother's mother. I was extremely close to her. She was brilliant, selfless, loving, and wonderful--everything I aspire to be when I "grow up." We knew it was coming, but it's still hard.
Last Saturday was her funeral. I sang with my cousins a medley of Coming Home, and we celebrated her life. It comes in waves for me. I'll be fine, then suddenly be ticked about something random, and end up crying because I heard, saw, or smelled something that reminds me of her. This mourning cycle thing is the pits.
I'm sharing this with you because this next weekend is Storymakers writers conference. After three weeks of tears and sadness, I'm hoping against hope that this fourth weekend will be a good one.
Once again, I have a pitch session. This time, I'm pitching Colorless, my alternate history. So far, only my two cyber BFF's (Renee, & Rita) have read it, but with their comments and editorial catches, I think it's ready for queries.
In other news, Transcendent is doing really well and has a 4.33 stars on Goodreads with over 36 ratings. Woo! On Amazon, it has 19 ratings for an average of 4 stars. Either way, our little paranormal anthology is doing well!
I hope to be back next week with loads of happy, writerly good news for you all.
So, have you ever had something really bad happen to you that was followed by something really good?
4 comments:
I'm sorry for all that you've been through in these past few weeks and I hope that the coming weeks will bring only smiles and no more tears. I'm still shocked at what was done to your nephew and I hope that justice is served. I certainly know what it feels like for everything to go wrong at once and I can only imagine how devastated I would feel if something were to happen to my grandma. For some reason, there are times when there's just a flood of bad news (or as we're fond of saying on my end of the world- "when it rains, it pours!") but I've certainly experienced the glorious sunshine after that rain and I can only hope that you experience it too. I think you could use some sunshine right now.
Best wishes!
Sarah
Sorry to hear about your losses. Sending positive thoughts to you for your pitch session. Enjoy the conference.
Wendy,
I just caught up on my blogs and saw your post. I am so sorry for you and your family. That poor little boy. Sometimes people treat the loss of a grandparent like it's not tragic because of their age. Whenever we lose a friend, a fan, a supporter, it hurts and the loss hits hard. I know you know that you have two more angels pulling for your in heaven, but some days that isn't good enough. I'm sending a hug.
Aww, Thanks guys. Tapper, you made me tear up and everything. I'm happy to report that I'm doing much better. You can read about it in my latest blogpost. Thank you all for stopping by.
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