The Power of the Moment

There is a state of being where that little voice in your head goes haywire. It comments, speculates, judges, compares, complains, and whines. It imagines everything that can go wrong in living Technicolor as the mental movie plays over and over again on a nonstop reel. This is called worry. Yes, it is irrational, often based on nothing more than a feeling. And we all know how fickle those can be. But I have lived there for the past few weeks as I worked to get Angelique’s War ready for release. I agonized over typos, wondered if the plot rang true, speculated over how it would be received by readers. It became a nasty little game of self-torture, sprinkled with a healthy dose of self-doubt

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