It’s launch week, only a few more days to go. Nervous? you may ask. Na, more like scared to death. Not so much of the launch itself, that part pretty much takes care of itself and in the experienced hands of my publisher.
So why the fear? Easy–what comes next? How will things change? Change is good I know, but not all change is good change. Sometimes things change for the worse. And sometimes even the good changes are more than some can handle. Such is the root of my fears I think.
Case in point–I admit I am a small town girl, never very familiar with big cities. Certainly not comfortable with them either. There was never much excitement in my day whenever I had to travel ‘into town’ for the day. It was neccessary at times, but certainly not something in which to get excited over. So yesterday I traveled into my nearest big town. I felt a sense of accomplishment as I navigated the streets, found my destination and even secured parking in a parking garage. Major milestones for me.
Unfortunately, my urban learning curve was just ahead. Preparing to leave, I soon found myself trapped in the parking garage, unable to exit through the mechancial arm barrier, despite all my attempts with my ticket. It took half an hour but I finally found an escape, only to get lost after making a wrong turn a few streets later. It ended up okay, I arrived home safe and sound, but it showed me how this will soon be a part of my new life. A change I am not comfortable or happy about right now.
I am leaning on the hope that in time my urban learning curve evens out. Or else I shall hire a driver to get me about town. I know experienced urbanites no doubt are chuckling now as they read this, thinking how backwoods, how niave I am. Yes, probably on both counts. I prefer the term inexperienced though. That can, with time, be changed.
So we will see of all the changes ahead are to be this challenging or will some simply be easy and pleasant transitions from the old to the new. I sure hope so.