It's a rainy day and I'm sitting here drinking some black tea called Ancient Forests. It's suppose to come from some really old tea plants. We're talking a couple thousand years. The tea is dark and sort of tastes like dirt, but in a good way. Does that make any sense at all?
So, I suddenly got an idea in my head. I don't know if it's a good idea or a bad one, but I want to try and bake Parisian Macaroons. The thing is, I AM AFRAID!. These little confectionary treats scare me. They seem delicate and daunting. But as the Bene Gesserit would say, "I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. [...] I will face my fear. I will permit it to passover me and through me."
So, I will attempt them. And soon. If I fail, then I'll try again. The first three times I attempted making bread with yeast the loaves were as hard as a rock. But now I can make yummy, warm, soft bread. I just needed to figure out the whole sugar/yeast/warm water thing. So, when I try and make these Parisian Macaroons they might fall flat and look nothing like they're suppose to and I might cry and be frustrated, but I will persevere. I'm learning to do that more and more. Persevere. It's a good thing.
I'm also almost done with a draft of my novel. Of course, this is just one draft of many to follow. But I'm almost done!!! And it's a crucial point for me, because sometimes when I'm almost done with a project, I have a hard time finishing it. It's that fear again. Frakking fear! So, I joined a little March mini-NaNo, so that I can finish the draft this month. Here's to motivation and facing the fear!
Ooo, I think the sun just came out!!!