I was talking to a friend on Facebook about some of my recent writerly successes. She suggested that I take time to celebrate my quasi-achievements, like getting someone important to read my work, even if they don’t fall in love with it or give me a million dollars.
That is an milestone, of sorts, but I told her that I didn’t want to jinx anything while I was still waiting for responses. I typically lean heavily towards the “cautious” side of “cautiously optimistic,” in part because of a phrase from the masterful Tad Williams work, Otherland, that has stuck with me since I first read it in high school. “Confident, cocky, lazy, dead,” says Johnny Dread, not a particularly pleasant character (a serial killing psychopath, in fact), but a wise one in that respect.
My friend wanted to check that I had, in fact, taken the motto out of context…
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