How Full Is Your Glass?

I was raised by a glass half-empty father. And a "the glass is what it is" practical mother.

What they ended up with is a "glass more than half-full daughter who veers toward glass is what it is when circumstances suck."

I go through periods when my glass starts feeling utterly drained. Right now, for example. I could give you a laundry list--sister and her children moved, Oldest Daughter leaving, strange bruising on my stomach making me think Crohn's is acting up, too much to do, not enough time, and that dang laundry pile. But in the end, I always feel terribly selfish for ever complaining. I don't feel I was created to complain. I feel I was created as a child of joy. And when the joy is missing, I need to push on through and find it again.

I love the following quote:

The dream is not up there in the sky or the stars. It's right here in your heart.~Dan Zadra

Most writers I know are dreamers. It's how we're hardwired--why else to pursue a career with impossible odds. BUT, within our ranks are the half-full folks and the half-empty. Sometimes we're both--just at different times.

And all this got me thinking about yesterday's post on horror books. I wonder if our WORLDVIEW, our glass, determines what we like to write in some ways. Think the world is an inherently hopeless place, and you have Cormac McCarthy. Think the world a place of optimism, and you have my November release, Freudian Slip, in which hope trumps all.

So how full is your glass? And do you think that determines what you gravitate toward writing?