It's been a rough few days here in Chez Harris, as you all know. Tomorrow is a week since we said goodbye to Pitty Pat, and I still pretty much cry every day. Yesterday, I was doing pretty good. No crying — until Mr. Harris came home and checked the mail. Inside were two cards, one from my vet where she and all the office staff wrote a message about sweet Pitty Pat. That one started the waterworks. The next one sealed it. The next card was from the ER vet — and it contains a paw print they took of Pitty Pat on the day she died. OMG, I bawled. Really, this needs to get better, and soon.
I hate grief. I hate this part of the human experience. We have such capacity for love, and then when the individual we love gets taken away, the hole in our lives is almost unbearable. It sucks.
In other news, I've finally managed to get busy on my revisions for Book One in the Hostile Operations Team series again. All my work took a serious left turn last week. Some people write through tragedy and sadness — I wallow first. Just have to.
But I've been working steadily today, and feeling optimistic about the story. I hope you like it too. I really, really want to get this out there ASAP. I'm excited about the possibilities this new publishing world brings, and I want to be in control of this particular project. I have no intention of stopping writing my Harlequins, however. I am proud to be a Presents author. Very proud.
Sometimes, we get flak for writing “those” books with alpha-holes and doormats. Those are the words of the critics, and I don't accept them. My heroes are supremely alpha, and my heroines are strong enough to stand toe to toe with them. It's just the way it works in my world.
And now I have to go write my military alpha and the heroine who is most definitely not a doormat. And then it's another Presents! This next duo I like to call Sheikhs Gone Wild. We'll see how wild they go, and if you agree. 😉
Hugs to you all.
Huge hugs from me about Pitty Pat!! I know what you mean about grief and I think it’s perfectly fine to wallow in it. I can never write through bad times, either. Hope you remember all the love you gave her and got from her.
And your self pub books sounds awesome…And of course, you know I love your Presents!!
Thank you so much, Sri! I’m getting better every day. It’s hard, of course. She was a great kitty! Thanks for the lovely compliments too. 🙂 Can’t wait to read your debut!!
Sorry about your loss. If there is no grief then there was no love. Wallowing is a tribute.
Thank you, Lynne! I think you’re right. I’m reading a book about pet loss, and it’s helpful.
Bad day hey, however it all apart of the grieving period and it so nice to have those things. I just cried reading your day. Yes you miss MPP however she was apart of your life as well and as I write this my cat Bella is beside me watching Hart to Hart. Love that show. As for you dreams is because of it’s all on your mind. So glad you are doing Hot Pursuit and your mills and boons books and your heroines are not doormats 🙄 at stupid critics 👿
As Fiona is finding out it is not easy to write for M&B and one does have to have the ability to do so. My sister is a teacher and she has read some of my stuff and said it is good and she couldn’t do it. One does need to passion, imagination and love for it. Hugs and kiss to you and Mr Harris at this time and MPP will always be with you 😉 xx