I live in central Texas. We’re lucky if we get a dusting of snow every few years. But what we saw this past Sunday was nothing short of amazing.
We’d heard of snow possibilities the previous day, but I didn’t hold my hopes too high since my weather app had a projected low of 36°F. I figured even if snow managed to fall, there was no way it was going to stick.
About 10AM Sunday, tiny ice pellets came down. The kids thought it was neat, but it wasn’t snow—I’m just glad it wasn’t hail that could damage our roof and the cars (I really need to get on with that clean-out-the-garage New Year’s resolution). Then about an hour later came the white, fluffy stuff. First small, then huge! We never get snow that size here!
It snowed on and off for several hours, much to the kids’ delight. They ganged up against Thomas and pelted him with snowballs, then expected him to help build a snowman (which he did). Actually, they built two—one small one in front of the playhouse and a larger one on the driveway. My youngest declared Sunday, “The best day, ever!”
I didn’t realize just how much snow we had gotten until I was walking down our driveway and turned back to look at my footprints. They were deep. Deeper than I’d seen before. It was at this point that it dawned on me how rare this day really was. This wasn’t just a once every few years snow day; it was probably more like once every ten or fifteen or twenty years day (I’m totally guessing here).
Regardless of the actual statistics, one thing is certain—we beat the odds this day. And it got me thinking about my writing journey, specifically in querying agents. It’s a difficult process at best, a confidence killer at worst. More often than not, it leans towards the latter, and we need to not let it. So, whether it’s querying agents or some other goal, when the odds seem stacked against you, don’t give up. Because every now and then, they’re wrong.
‘Til next time!