So, it happened. . .
My first less-than-great review.
It was inevitable, I suppose. I mean, I had it coming. Nearly a month now, and everything has been rainbows and sunshine. “I am author, hear me roar!”
Yeah, well. LOL I have to admit, having someone not like your “baby” (aka book) just kind of sucks. Such is life, though, right? The important thing is that I read the review, took from it the value it contained, and didn’t punch anything or cry. I realized that the very thing I feared the most in the beginning … criticism… didn’t crush me. I faced it today. And you know what? I’m okay. 🙂
So, even though the culmination of a bad review/the whole family being plagued by a wretched stomach virus/PMS/life-in-general tried to ruin my day, I’m still smiling.
These articles helped a little too:
Okay, I’m done lamenting. Back to reality.
On a more positive note, we finally finished the munchkin’s playhouse and she loves it! Below are some pics. Enjoy! 🙂
Until next time. . .