I’m notoriously stubborn. And I don’t give up easy. But these dragons–they are really testing my commitment to stubbornness. The day before yesterday, I fought through yet another draft of this opening scene, a scene that simply has to be right. Then I sent it to my critique partner and for the rest of the night, I had a sick feeling in my stomach.
Yesterday morning started out plain sucky. I forced myself to go to the gym, got on the treadmill and realized I didn’t have my iPod. I had dropped it in the parking lot. Fortunately I found it and it was fine. I got back on the treadmill and pushed myself hard through 3 miles and my thanks was a new blister on my foot.
You get the idea. The day just kept getting worse. Everything single thing I tried to do was a major trial.
Right up until I got an email from my critique partner. She was sending me back the billionth revision of my heroine’s opening scene in the dragons.
She loved it.
I was stunned. Really. I thought it was crap. And this is why I believe in never giving up. Waling away, taking a break, working on something else to clear your head–those are perfectly acceptable. Giving up is not.
And may I say, that stubbornness is paying off for BLB too. At therapy yesterday, he made some real progress walking with one crutch. This is so important in strengthening the leg. Afterward, we went to Starbucks, and I watched him walk with that one crutch, and I know damn well it hurts, but he just kept going slow and steady with absolute determination. I thought my heart would burst with pride in him.
So do you consider yourself stubborn? Is that a good or bad thing?