On Tuesday night, I stepped out of the shower, cleared the fog from the mirror and said aloud, “I am so successful.” This wasn’t my attempt at a mantra ala Margaret from the young adult novel, Are You There God? It’s Me. Margaret. On the contrary, I am very happy with my small busts and was simply stating a fact.
I am successful and so proud of myself.
It came to me while I was scrubbing my pepa™ and armpits (not in that order). I was mentally writing another post for Mamiverse as I often do for all stories; those I write for this very website and the other sites I freelance for. I do my best thinking in the shower. That night was no exception.
While I strung words together to create sentences and thought of the perfect one-liner to tie the theme from beginning to end, my mind danced elsewhere for a quick second. I visualized the Mamiverse site, it’s peach and red tones bright and inviting. I mentally skimmed down the home page where the contributing posts from contributing writers were featured and my eyes stopped at Alisa Valdes’ piece. My eyes shot open and I was back in my shower. I smiled, as I remembered another vision. That of a 25 year old Sujeiry, cuddled under covers on a tan loveseat, flipping through the pages of The Dirty Girls Social Club and thinking, “God. I want to meet this author. I want to be a successful writer just like her.”
And now, here I am. Writing full time, confidently venturing into freelance once again, and doing an amazing job thus far.
I am successful and so proud of myself. For I am doing what I love and am in great company.