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04252023 Dear Diary,

Am I allowed to rest? In this moment, the moment where all my dreams are coming true. Am I allowed to take rest? If the work is not yet done do I get to rest? When do I get to rest? Sometimes I am so hard on myself, I push myself too hard, often for my family and loved ones. But right now, in this moment, my only pressing task is to get an agent, land a book contract and finally live the life I always imagined for myself. There is work to do. I have a very important zoom meeting on Saturday with several agents and publishers and other people in the writing community. Several of them I have met before at the San Francisco Writers conference that I attended the past two years. They are all rooting for me to succeed, they believe in my dream and my books just as much as I do. But there is work to do. I have to be properly prepared to pitch them on Saturday. Today I worked from 6am until 5pm and I still managed to edit my author’s resume that I wrote yesterday. It feels like a lot, I feel tired. All I really want to do now is have a glass of wine, eat a yummy air fried dinner, and watch a movie until I fall asleep. But there is work to do. So instead, I’ll edit the synopses for the two novels I’m going to pitch on Saturday and attend the zoom meeting for the bipoc social group I am on the planning committee of. I'm trying to make a difference in the world, you now. I cant wait to get my non profit going. Life of an author is a busy one. Perhaps after all of that I can relax. Or just sleep… but I still get the yummy air fried dinner. I deserve that, even on my laziest day. Tonight, air fried top sirloin, sweet potato, and broccoli. I swear everything I put in the air fryer comes out delicious.

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