I don't know if you guys have picked up on this yet, but I thrive on rewards.
When I was a kid, a report card studded with A's earned me a trip to Red Lobster for all-I-could-cram popcorn shrimp, which earned me two hours of agony in the bathroom. But it was so worth it. Still is. Mmmm. Shrimp.
And when I grew so old that my parents ceased to reward me, I took on the challenge of rewarding myself.
I'm really good at it, actually.
When I reached my first post-partum goal weight of 150 pounds, I bought this amazing necklace by my friend Alice of Alicia Istanbul Designs:
I wear it for approximately 50% of my waking time, and it reminds me of satisfaction. The satisfaction of fitting into smaller jeans, actually.
Then I started writing FERRYTALE, the book that I'm now trying to publish. I always wanted to write a book and never thought I would. When I hit 100 pages, I forced Dr. Krog to take me out for Mexican food and margaritas and a slice of cake. That felt really, really good. Finishing the book was actually pretty anticlimactic after that.
And today, I'm rewarding myself again. I hit page 50 of my new book, working title SCRITCH, and I decided to buy a necklace I've been ogling for a while by polishedtwo on Etsy.
I already have a gorgeous pottery shard necklace from this shop, and I adore it.
This piece speaks to me on several levels, and I plan on wearing it like a jersey while I barrel through this book.
I'm also working on another custom piece from Istanbul Designs, because handmade jewelry is a great motivator. Maybe it'll be ready about the time I finish Scritch, and then it will ignite my querying with the holy fire of awesomeness and propel me into publishing.
And in case you're wondering, when I actually sell a book, I definitely plan on rewarding myself. I want to transform my art studio/storage room into a writing and relaxing room. Built-in bookshelves, Ikea chairs, a soft rug, and a desk that wasn't purchased from the Athens, GA Goodwill for $5.
That's my dream.