Anyone Got A Tissue?

Wow.

It’s like some little priority bird came flying along, made me look right up at it and then it pooped on my face.

For various reasons, both small and large, I have not been concentrating on the book. I have been working on it, hard…rewriting, getting pictures, doing what I need to do to get this thing done, physically…

But mentally, my head has been on tours, summer days, doggies, Apes and possible Secret things.

And today, it’s literally like someone shot a gun off into my face to remind me of exactly what the hell I’m doing and what it means. I have so many things I want to do and try and accomplish, which is great, but sometimes that scattered wishing gets in the way of what truly needs to get done.

And even though it scares me, the amount of work that needs to be done…the little priority bird was needed and necessary to put me back on track, to get what is important straightened out, and to show me one more time, that everything I need is right in front of me.

I am fascinated by the level of talent of the people that surround me, the dedication, the support, the fact that all I need to do is ask and someone will be there to answer, and that the skill comes in asking the right questions at the right time.

It’s time now, to make this my ultimate priority. Nothing matters now except this book, honest to god, until some day in December when it’s passed around to my co-workers.

This is the chance of a lifetime, and I have no intention of screwing it up.

Gotta go, I have a book to make.