|Dwarf gardenia, |
further dwarfed by me training it as a bonsai.
Lovely news from publishers makes me all kind of ecstatic.
Rave reviews send me loopy with joy.
But these are all "outside" factors making me happy.
When I have days where these things don't happen, am I miserable?
Well, kind of.
BUT I have also found ways to be happy in myself, so that I don't have to rely on outside influences to make me happy.
Obviously a good day's writing is a delight in itself.
Hobbies are also awesome. Nothing to do with writing, publishing, publicity, anything.
If anything, hobbies are the singular pursuit of the mundane. And they provide small amounts of magic to my day.
Like this dwarf gardenia that I turned into a bonsai.
Every time I look at it, I can't stop smiling. It's something I've done, for myself, and I don't need anyone else's permission or approval. It's mine, I love it, it brings me joy and contentment.
Which could also be my way of saying I've found the perfect way to procrastinate when I should be writing!
What hobbies or simple pleasures do you take out of the every day? What small amounts of magic bring a smile to your face?
Share the magic with me.