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When Everything Breaks at Once (And You Still Have to Keep Going)

Writer: Tanya Madsen
Tanya Madsen
Aug 30
2 min read

Updated: 19 hours ago



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What the actual #%*¥.

Why is everything so hard right now?


This past week has felt like a cosmic joke with terrible timing. My shipment of books for an upcoming book fair arrived soaked—UPS left the boxes sitting in a puddle on my porch.

A stack of rain damaged books
Seriously, UPS? Seriously?

Half the inventory? Ruined. My Cricut mugs showed up broken. The ink transfer paper I used for my merch was defective, so I destroyed a dozen mugs before I figured out the issue. And apparently, I suck at hand‑stamping letters on jewelry. That entire merch plan? Off the table.


It just kept spiraling.


a defective mug
NOTE TO SELF: Don't trust cheap knock-off brands from China!

And then—because the universe loves irony—I wrote 70,000 words in ten days on book six of my Somewhere Aching series. A huge win. Until I slammed into a brick wall with the ending. Now I’m stuck between rewriting the whole thing, tossing the idea, or trusting my original instinct… even though it might horrify my readers. Or… or…


Confession:

Most days I feel like I have no idea what I’m doing.

Does anyone else feel like this?


Sometimes life hits a downward spiral, and it takes a minute to redirect, breathe and get back on track. When everything goes wrong—and keeps going wrong—here’s what I do:


  • Journal and write notes to myself.

  • Deep clean my bathroom and buy new towels.

  • Sit in the hot tub and let the steam melt the chaos.

  • Vent to my husband and get a lecture on positivity.

  • Force myself to make a list of my accomplishments.

  • Hang on.


A defective jewelry stamp
It looked so easy on YouTube!

I’ve hit rough spots so many times in my life. I know I’ll survive them. But that doesn’t make the moment any easier. I feel buried in duties. I haven’t seen a return on my investment with my writing yet, and I could sit around feeling sorry for myself endlessly.


But at some point, you just have to get up and keep moving.

Keep working.

Keep the momentum.


Even if you’re making the wrong decisions, you’re still making decisions. You’re still moving forward.


That’s all I’ve got for now.

Wishing you a gentle, hopeful start to September.


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