Pride. There are those who will tell you pride is bad. Granted if it’s the kind of pride where you brag about yourself, then that’s a problem. But if it’s that warm feeling of pleasure you feel when you’ve accomplished something, then close your eyes and bask in it. You deserve it.
Chances are you wouldn’t have that glow if you hadn’t worked hard to achieve your goal. I know I felt that way after the eight years I spent working on my book. Granted, a couple of those years were hard stops due to my job. I was a financial controller and I was assigned a job that needed hours and hours and hours of attention month after month after month. But I met the challenge, dug out my manuscript and continued writing. I continued taking classes on writing. I continued learning and I continued to improve.
I continued to seek out input and then I rewrote it. And then I rewrote it again. And again. And again. I easily rewrote my novel one hundred times. I rewrote it and rewrote it until I sincerely felt there were no changes that I could make to make it better.
And I reviewed it and reviewed it and reviewed it again for errors. And I paid others to do that as well.
Why? Why did I do all that work?
Because I wanted to put out a good product. Because I wanted my readers to enjoy themselves; I wanted my readers to lose themselves in the pages of my book just like I like to do.
And because I take pride in my work. I’ve found that when I commit to something, I want to do a good job. And many readers told me that I did just that. They told me that they could not put my book down because they just had to find out what happened.
Even today…I just got home from teaching under privileged children about financial statements. I worked on my presentation all day even though it was the second time I presented it. I found that I couldn’t focus on anything else because I wanted to do a good job. And guess what? I did do a good job. The kids learned. The kids participated. And now there is a group of nine to eleven-year-old children that understand the components of a financial statement. By the way, teaching them was a ton of fun! I am sitting here smiling while I think about it. Their comments were incredibly insightful!
And I’m proud. I’m proud of them. Many adults told me that teaching children about a financial statement was crazy because they were just too young to understand. But I’m here to tell you – they got it. And next year? I’m going to teach them about writing.
So take pride in what you do. Because you worked hard. And you deserve to feel good about it. Close your eyes and bask. You earned it!