My own gift

I gave myself a gift before I turned 35. The gift of confidence. It feels damn good to know that I can do it with or without anyone believing in my craft. I used to doubt my writing a lot, especially after last year's hurricane. Yes, I call it exactly that for that's how it was. It started small and ended into a huge mess with nasty debris.

I've recovered now and I'm stretching my smile like a woman's pregnant belly, lol. My website being up and running gives me great joy, that's my #1 baby, and now my #2 baby is my poetry book due out in the summer, next will be baby #3 in 2007 with Sweet Orchid Among Thorns.

I can't wait. I've waited forever for this deliberation, this exhilaration. Today, there are no clouds in the skies.