I do this thing where I work a ridiculous number of hours one day intending to get ahead. It’s pointless because the next day I’m useless, can’t get anything done, and fall behind again. Monday was that day for me. Yesterday I somehow managed to accomplish a lot, even though my brain was mostly asleep.
I’m motivated, I’m inspired, I’m excited. I’m writing and the words are flowing out of me faster than I can type them. When I’m not writing, this is the feeling I yearn for. I can’t force it, it has to come on it’s own.
There may come a time that I don’t fall in love with one of my stories, but I hope not. There may also come a time when I don’t say how much I love a book I’m working on, but I hope that doesn’t ever happen either. I am so lucky to get to write, to be able to write, to have a story come together in such a way that I can’t wait to find out what’s going to happen next. And then, the lottery win in this scenario? To wake up and see this on Twitter:
Just finished reading @heatherbuchman book "And Then You Fall" didn't want to put the book down, and I didn't want the story to end ❤️'d it
It is next to impossible to find the right words to describe how reading something like that makes me feel. The happiness I am filled with is overwhelming in its intensity.
Today is going to be a great day. I’m having breakfast with my best friend, writing, and then going to NWSS. As it so happens, I am writing the characters in ATYK at NWSS right now. As I take it all in, I’ll be writing in my head, and tomorrow’s pages will be richer, more vibrant, based on the sights and sounds I am surrounded by tonight.
Last night I chatted with a couple people who are inspiring the next story. The next TWO books actually. Throughout my evening, I kept coming back to the same thought. I love my life. How lucky am I to get to do this? I hope I never take that feeling of awe for granted.
As I write this, I’m listening to Hurricane, the Fray’s second song off Helios. So far, I love both songs from this album. Of course, I think Isaac Slade is extraordinarily talented, but it’s been too long since I’ve been this taken with one of their releases. If the rest of this new album is anything like the first two early-release songs, it’ll rival How to Save a Life.
Another spectacular Colorado sunrise this morning greeted me as I took Frank to school. Motivating. Inspiring. Exciting. Writing.
I’m motivated, I’m inspired, I’m excited. I’m writing and the words are flowing out of me faster than I can type them. When I’m not writing, this is the feeling I yearn for. I can’t force it, it has to come on it’s own.
There may come a time that I don’t fall in love with one of my stories, but I hope not. There may also come a time when I don’t say how much I love a book I’m working on, but I hope that doesn’t ever happen either. I am so lucky to get to write, to be able to write, to have a story come together in such a way that I can’t wait to find out what’s going to happen next. And then, the lottery win in this scenario? To wake up and see this on Twitter:
Just finished reading @heatherbuchman book "And Then You Fall" didn't want to put the book down, and I didn't want the story to end ❤️'d it
It is next to impossible to find the right words to describe how reading something like that makes me feel. The happiness I am filled with is overwhelming in its intensity.
Today is going to be a great day. I’m having breakfast with my best friend, writing, and then going to NWSS. As it so happens, I am writing the characters in ATYK at NWSS right now. As I take it all in, I’ll be writing in my head, and tomorrow’s pages will be richer, more vibrant, based on the sights and sounds I am surrounded by tonight.
Last night I chatted with a couple people who are inspiring the next story. The next TWO books actually. Throughout my evening, I kept coming back to the same thought. I love my life. How lucky am I to get to do this? I hope I never take that feeling of awe for granted.
As I write this, I’m listening to Hurricane, the Fray’s second song off Helios. So far, I love both songs from this album. Of course, I think Isaac Slade is extraordinarily talented, but it’s been too long since I’ve been this taken with one of their releases. If the rest of this new album is anything like the first two early-release songs, it’ll rival How to Save a Life.
Another spectacular Colorado sunrise this morning greeted me as I took Frank to school. Motivating. Inspiring. Exciting. Writing.
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