Writers tend to gripe a lot, especially among other writers. Figuring prominently in such discussions are hair-raising contract negotiations, lack of job security and benefits, and the myriad things that can kill a book before it ever draws breath. It's a tough way to make a buck, and tougher still to stay in business.
But today it seems appropriate to offer up those facets of the work for which I am so thankful.
1. The fulfillment of a long-held dream after many years of hard work.
2. The satisfaction of watching my fictional world come to life on the page.
3. The Fellowship of the Written Word, which extends from avid readers and impassioned writers to librarians to booksellers, and those in publishing.
4. The opportunity to work in comfort in my own home, or just about anywhere else, for that matter.
5. Deadlines, bless their nerve-wracking little hearts, because they equal employment.
6. Imagination, inspiration, and desire, which keep refilling my well.
7. Non-book-obsessed loved ones, who nevertheless support my dream.
8. The furry fan club, which offers wags and kisses even on the worst days.
For what writing gifts are you most grateful this year?
