Motivation

I’ve made up my mind…. If I finish “The Girl Who Played With Fire” today, then I can watch the X-Files disc I got from Netflix. If I can re-write the ending to “City of Angels,” then I can start writing my novel for realsies. If I can dream it, then it’s in the realm of possibility. My address right now is in the realm of dreams. Ha. How do I move? One step at a time. Characters. Plot. Writing as if my life depends on it. Which, okay, if I really think about it, it kinda does. It’s why I am still here, I think. To share my story and to help others. There’s so much suffering out there. I know I’m lucky. I know I’m blessed. To have life when so many others don’t. To be able to open my eyes in the morning when so many are closed forever. The light within me is going to burn brightly, don’t you worry.

I may not know what’s going to happen tomorrow or the next day, or even next year, but I do know I am going to be here, plugging away at this keyboard, dreaming my way into reality. One day, I’ll open my eyes and dance out of bed. I have a purpose now, but it’s nothing compared to what it’s going to be. Once it all begins, there’s no turning back. That is a little frightening. But who wants to go back?

My “one day” starts NOW. I’m almost thirty. If not now, then when?

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