This morning my husband said I appeared contemplative. He asked what was wrong. I said, “nothing.” He said simply, “you’re lying.”

Tomorrow we’ll celebrate our 20th anniversary. Small surprise that he knows me so well. I was lying. So I spilled it.

Some of you know that I freelance edit for a few small presses. About a month ago, I made the decision to leave those positions and concentrate fully on my writing. As of next month, I’ll have seven releases this year. Between my family obligations, editing my own stuff, promotion, and editing my authors’ stuff, my own writing got pushed to the back burner.

Definitely time for a change.

Family, of course, couldn’t go. It is my first and most important priority. And since writing has been my dream forever, writing and promo couldn’t go. That left editing.

My authors aren’t happy about it, and I feel like I’m letting them down. Don’t get me wrong — they’re all very understanding of my need and desire to focus on my writing. But as I make a change in my own life, I’m inadvertently making a change in theirs, too.

Such is the way of life. One change triggers another, and then another.

I know I made the right decision, but I regret some of its consequences.  There is always a price.

In two days, we’ll celebrate Thanksgiving. I’m thankful for the authors whose lives I was able to touch. I’m thankful my writing career is moving along at a nice pace. I’m thankful for the wonderful friends I’ve made through writing and editing. Most of all, I’m thankful for my wonderful family who have encouraged me and believed in me along the way.

What are you thankful for?  Have you made any changes lately?