What a way to start

It sucks that I had to tell all the authors I helped with the publication of their first books that their publishing contracts are terminated at the end of this month. As I sit here typing, I feel guilty for having to do that but I am certain that this was the right decision for me to make because...I have this THING attached to my chest. Like a little alien bug this cardiac monitor records every beat of my heart for another 14 days--just as it did the previous 14 days. As my swallowing difficulties and heart irregularities intersect, and I am faced with another possible heart procedure, I am forced to admit the truth. I can no longer volley back everything that is flung in my direction. If I want to continue to write and pursue my publishing goals, I have to scale back on some of my obligations to make that happen. And I do want that to happen so here I am typing in my writing journal in the hopes that I will read this in a few weeks and realize that I should be happy, not sad, that I was given the opportunity to help other authors start their publishing careers.

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