Change: A Life Update
This article is an update on events in my life right now, regarding to the theme of change.
Change is hard. It’s a huge part of my life right now and the uncertainty is driving me crazy.
For one thing, one of my favorite Facebook groups for writers closed down. The admins had too much on their plates and couldn’t keep up with it. My heart hurt to see it close, so I decided that I would take over as sole moderator. It’s a small group, only twenty-seven people, but it’s a huge responsibility since I have to respond and interact with everyone on a daily basis.
Another change in my life is getting displaced out of my room because I have to get the ceilings fixed from Hurricane Irma. I need to pack up all of my things and move them somewhere else out of the way and private but still accessible. I hate having my “nest” disturbed.
Getting the ceilings fixed sets into motion the process of selling the house and moving. Where to? I don’t know. Grandma is leaving our possibilities open. I feel nervous about moving to a new neighborhood with new people and new places and new problems. I don’t have the best track record with neighbors, and I hate the stress of dealing with neighbors who aren’t easy to get along with. New neighbors just moved in behind us and have been giving me trouble. It’s not helping my mental state.
I, also, am starting the process of publishing a new literary magazine of which I am a founder and Editor in Chief. The submissions open this month. I have the jitters that appear with any new project in unexplored territory if you know what I mean.
These are a few of the new duties I have to take care of, in addition to the responsibilities I already have, such as running a critique group and daily word sprints, writing articles here and for Functionally Fictional, and maintaining a social media presence as an author. The latter I haven’t gotten the hang of yet.
There’re many changes in my life, and the uncertainty compounded with all of the responsibilities I gained are overwhelming. While I am nervous; I am also excited. Not so much for the moving, but everything else. I have a feeling everything will be fine. As Grandma said, “Life is full of adventures. No one promises they’ll be good.”