Vicki here today.
Do you believe in luck?
I do. We often hear that people make their own luck, but sometimes it’s just fate.
Take me, for example. I may not have scaled great heights in my writing career but it’s solid and prolific and something I can be proud of, and I have three great publishers I respect. There’s a lot of persistence in building a writing career, to be sure, but a healthy dose of luck is pretty important also.
I didn’t inherit money, but I was lucky enough (that word again!) to work for a number of years for a company which gave us stock options. And, even better luck, their stock just kept climbing no matter what the rest of the stock market did. I was also lucky not to take the advice of any financial advisors who told me to diversity. I kept my company stock. If my luck had gone the other way, I could have lost it all. But it didn’t, and so I was able to retire early and become a full time writer.
I am blessed with good health, although I should say I am lucky to have good health, because other than keeping my diet light on junk food and processed food, I don’t do much to keep myself healthy.
I am lucky that all my children grew up to be strong, healthy, intelligent, passionate women. (Perhaps I had a little bit to do with that, but as we know, sometimes, it’s just luck).
I’m lucky to live in a peaceful time, in a peaceful place. I certainly can’t say I had anything do to with that. I was lucky to have good parents who gave me good genes and support and a good education with which to make my way in the world.
And I was certainly lucky to have been invited to join the crew at 7 Criminal Minds.