I love roller coasters.
But I also panic at the thought of roller coasters.
I’m feeling those same mixed emotions as I prepare to embark on this revision.
I’m thrilled at the thought of finally creating the book I’d intended
but also a bit nervous about what I might experience along the way.
I know there will be thrills and spills.
And undoubtedly this revision will involve some screaming
and white knuckles.
Followed by more screaming.
Let’s just hope I don’t ever wet myself,
not even a little bit.
Okay, here goes . . .
Tracy Abell 
Ha! I love this post. But you don’t actually wet yourself on rollercoasters.
Do you? It’s hyperbole, right?
RIGHT?
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Um, yeah. Hyperbole, that’s it. Yes, indeedy, that’s me hyperbole-ing all over the place.
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Gooooooooooooooo Tracy!!
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Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…………….
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I hate roller-coasters.
But I love your analogy.
And while I’m not willing to sit in the front seat with you, I’m right behind you! Sometimes I can’t even hear myself screaming, the wind’s whistling so loud in my ears.
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I have to admit, looking at this pic makes me “hate” more than love. I’m a total chicken on them and close my eyes and scream. I definitely don’t sit in the front, either.
Basically, I’m a poser! 🙂
screaming with you…………………….
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You crack me up. My advice for staying dry? Stay off trampolines. And don’t cough.
You can do it!
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Don’t forget Kegels!
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