Spring; The Waiting Game.

Spring trying to arrive in Somerset
Spring trying to arrive in Somerset

Celia: I’m not very good at waiting. No, that’s something of an understatement, I am absolutely pants when it comes to patience. Just the thought of things happening gradually (and especially that horrible phrase ‘in the fullness of time’) have always given me the jitters. But just lately, while we’ve all been waiting and longing for spring sunshine, daffodils, butterflies etc to appear and for the country to warm up a bit, I’ve been having a rethink.

Without going into boring details, there have been several big changes and breakthroughs in my life during the last year. I’m now officially an orphan and therefore possibly a grown-up at last. And grown-ups are meant to be patient…aren’t they? My change of heart about the value of biding my time could be due to the excitement of getting a real live contract after long months searching for an agent and a publisher. It’s probably also a lot to do with a traumatic family relationship, long fractured and seemingly hopeless, that time has finally healed. Whatever the reason, I’m beginning to think that some things might, just might, be worth waiting for – if there’s no other option.

I asked the other inhabitants of Romaniac HQ for their views on the subject of playing the waiting game:

Sue : I am and I’m not. How’s that for sitting on the fence? I’m very patient when it comes to other people but when it comes to getting things done, I want it done yesterday. I hate waiting. I think that can at times make me quite impulsive. I am trying to be more patient as I get older, but it’s hard to break a lifetime of rushing to get things done. I am looking forward to spring. I usually enjoy all the seasons but, I have to say, I’m a bit bored of winter now. It’s encouraging to see the blossom on the tree in my garden. Surely, spring will be here soon.


Jan: I like to think I’m pretty patient with most people, especially friends & family. “You’re a good listener!” they tell me. I’m also quite restrained where long queues are concerned, as in airport check-in lines or traffic jams. I suppose where I do feel the steam rising slightly is if I’m trying to figure out instructions and can’t grasp things straight away, generally with new gadgets or household products, rather than with teachers or text books. The only other time impatience strikes, of course, is if I can’t unwrap a box of chocolates quick enough! 😉 As for remaining uncomplaining about the weather… well, spring can’t come quick enough. It’s my favourite season. New beginnings, beautiful blossom on the trees, daffodils and other buds & blooms, brighter days & lighter evenings, the promise of summer still to come, dusting off my flip flops… I could go on and on.

Vanessa: I read Celia’s post above and a lot of it could have been written by me … except for the contract bit – I’m still waiting for that one! Since losing my dad at the end of last year, I’ve become almost panicky when it comes to waiting, a little voice in my head is constantly whispering life is too short. I had the same thing when I lost other people, friends and family members, that reminder of your own mortality you get when someone dies and all the things on the to-do list that remain un-ticked. I’m trying to force myself to slow down, to not rush everything to completion, and at the same time to take advantage of every opportunity that presents itself. And mostly, to remind myself that some things are worth waiting for, with the end results all the more delicious for the tense build-up the waiting game offers.

Laura: ‘All good things come to those who wait’ – I can hear those words in my mothers’s voice. For most of the time, when major situations are involved, I’m happy to sit tight and let them play out, and I believe this stems from my fatalistic nature – what will be, will be. And yes, I am now singing one of my all time favourite Doris Day songs, the sentiment of which incidentally, brings a sincere tear to my eye.

Life is short, and we should make our own luck, but sometimes, waiting is good for the soul. Sometimes, waiting provides distance from the core issue, and distance provides perspective. That change of view might make us see things differently, and stop us from blindly rushing in.
I wonder how connected patience are acceptance are?

So, what are you waiting for right now? And is the waiting game one you’re happy to play?

16 thoughts on “Spring; The Waiting Game.

  1. Call me ‘Miss IMpatience’. I like things done and dusted and agree with the ladies above – losing a parent does focus one’s mind. I lost my mother twenty years ago – and she was only THREE years older than I am now. Does that focus your mind on the important things – you bet it does. That was one of the reasons I chose to self -publish. I figured I haven’t got the luxury of waiting around for a year or to for an agent to like my writing enough to represent me. Then they’d have to sell my novel to an editor/publisher, which might take years. Then the editor might like it but not LOVE it and wouldn’t be able to convince their acquisitions team to buy the novel to publish. I could see another five years slipping by – instead, I have my debut novel on amazon and am 3/4 of the way through #2 and with plenty of ideas for 3,4 &5. I know Carpe Diem is a cliche, but it says it all – seize the day.

    • Hi Lizzie – I think I’m a bit of a Miss Impatience too 🙂 Well done on the fabulous writing progress – you and the rest of the New Romantics 4 are doing brilliantly!
      Vanessa x

  2. I have no patience. I cannot wait. I cannot bear not knowing, not doing, hanging about, being inactive, uncertain, frustrated. I’m a doer. Waiting kills me. That doesn’t stop me from trying to instil patience as a virtue in my kids but frankly… with my genes… they have no chance. Lovely post!

  3. I’m a patient person, at least I think I am. I’m happy to listen to anyone with something to say and I don’t mind waiting in traffic jams or queues. I just use the time for something else instead like talking to my boys – it’s amazing what you can discover during impromptu chats in a confined space. I know people who hate waiting and it saddens me to see how aggrieved they become – I just can’t carry those feelings wround with me over something that will be over at some point. Having said that, once I get to work on something I do like to follow it through without unnecessary interruptions.

    • Hi Claire – I’m not too bad when it comes to queues or traffic jams … it’s the writing related waiting that I can’t do!
      Vanessa x

  4. Usually I have more patience, but this year I am tired of winter for so many reasons. I’m more than ready for spring to come and for changes to happen in my life.

    • Yes, it’s been a looooong winter, hasn’t it? Come on, Spring! Get a move on 🙂
      Vanessa x

  5. I can wait for things, as long as I have a distraction! Just like Celia, I hate waiting for a book to ‘appear’, once all the hard work of writing and editing is done I want it to *poof* onto the shelves so that people can see the results of my work. But, given that never happens, I have learned to distract myself with working on the next book, so that when the previous one finally appears it is like a pleasant surprise!
    PS I’m also fed up with waiting for spring!

    • Hi Jane, I find I can only distract myself from the waiting by starting a new writing project as well. And I don’t think spring is ever going to arrive!
      Vanessa x

  6. Well, I’m still waiting for Clooney – obviously I have patience in abundance! Actually, I do try to be patient. Like Celia, life (and its many ups and downs) has taught me never to go down that road rage/supermarket queue rage path. I know I’ve been struggling at times with some devastating life events and could have easily upset people with my mind distracted, as it was bound to be. I tend remind myself of that when I’m ready to despair at the ‘idiot in front’. They might have all sorts going on their lives, after all. Sooo, I try to smile. Most of the time, I manage it. Spring is a time for stopping and smelling the … grass cuttings! Now, if it would just flipping well HURRY UP!

    • Hi Sheryl, very wise words there – and nice mention of Mr Clooney 🙂
      Vanessa x

  7. I can relate to what Jan said about instructions! I’m definitely not patient when it comes to trying to get something to work and don’t like having to read manuals. And I agree that we have waited long enough for spring – looking forward to packing my winter coat away. Any day now. 🙂 xx

  8. Hi Elle, I’m not too bad at reading manuals … although I rarely understand them! My husband, on the other hand, usually skips the first pages of any instructions/manual, then wonders why nothing works!
    Vanessa x

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