The joy of anticipation

Anticipation!

 

Do you remember in science class when they explained the notion of potential energy? The example I recall is a boulder perched on a cliff, ready to plummet downward.  Sometimes I think anticipation can feel like a version of that concept, wonderful possibilities perched on the edge of space and time, just about to happen.

 

This month I am giddy with anticipation. My husband and I are about to go on a long awaited trip and are just now reaching the point of saying, “this time next week we’ll…” How glorious is that? You book the flights, you reserve the rooms, you search out activities and then you wait and wait and wait until finally, finally it’s “this time next week we’ll…” With a blanket of snow on the ground, the sky darkening and temperatures getting ready to drop even further, we go to bed dreaming of sunshine and palm trees.

 

My new book, Searching for Rosey, is also generating some wonderful anticipation. We are through the first edits and discussing a cover and suddenly, this amazing journey that I’m on is about to arrive at another station! In addition, I’ve just been invited to participate in a second podcast (details to follow) and a solid draft of the third and final installment of my series (which turned out to be a trilogy… who knew?) is now in the hands of one of my expert consultants. It continues to amaze me!

 

Here’s wishing you many hours and days of wonderful potential energy. The wind is blowing snow off the branches of our trees and I am a happy boulder just waiting to fly.