I've come to the realization that I'm a bit strange. I've got more than my fair load of stress, but to be honest, I just don't think about it too much, and so therefore, don't feel stressed.
I've realized that there are things I can control, and some things I can't. Before I go all twelve step on you, I think the real trick is actively asking yourself if the thing you are thinking about is something you can control, or something you can't.
There's a lot of pressure in this industry. Here are some of the things I know I can control. I can give everything I write my very best effort. I can work my hardest to meet each of my deadlines and keep up with emails.
I can't control what people think of the book. I can't make people read it or love it. And I can't control what happens in the future. I can try to influence these things, but I'm not magic, so I have to acknowledge I've given them my best effort and move on.
I can control how much time and effort I put into promotion for the book. I can't control how people respond to my efforts.
I can control my attitude toward my writing. I can remind myself that this is fun. I can remind myself that I love my books, and nothing is perfect, even in the galleys. I can accept that I'm not perfect and I can guarantee that I will stumble and fall at some point.
But here's the other thing I can control.
I can get back up.
So I'm going to hold these thoughts close to my heart as I work through all the stress. I'm going to remind myself that I wished for this for so long, and I wished for it for a reason. I'm going to accept that with writing or without writing, my life is good and loving. With that in mind I'll embrace my writing as something that makes me happier in my life...
Not stressed out.
Life's too short for that.
Now back to my deadlines. (Can we call them freedom days?)