A Little Wine With A Book

I am wide awake, 

mid racing in a million different directions. 

Thinking about my next move, 

where my characters are going to end up

 at the end of the next book.  

I worry that I will upset my readers 

with my decisions for the last installment,

 but then I remember 

that even though I am writing so people will read 

I still have to be true to myself.  

Tonight, I am a mix of emotions; 

everything from proud to scared as hell comes to mind.

 I sit here awake, 

a glass of wine by my side 

and I relax 

for maybe the second time in my life

 only to find that the truth is I don't want to relax, 

I want to celebrate this accomplishment 

and I want

 to be surrounded 

by my friends and family doing so, 

only that hasn't happened yet.  

As it stands most of them were given 

my first book

 (purchased by me) 

as Christmas gifts just so they would read it,

 enough whining from me though, 

I think it may be the actual wine talking.

I leave you tonight with this thought though;

 If everything we do in life is to better ourselves 

and hopefully better the world 

then why do we put so much stock

 in what other people think about it?

 I deserve to be proud

 and the truth is

 "I did it!"

 they didn't. 

 I took the leap, 

and they stayed behind 

to watch me fall on my face, only I haven't have I? 

As a matter of fact 

the 'Night' series has done better than I ever expected,

 and on that I raise my wine glass 

and toast the 'Night' 

and all she has in store for me.

Happy Reading 

everyone :)