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Today started with cinnamon-vanilla flavored coffee and the potential for a big adventure. Turns out the adventure (in the wild-goose chase vein of adventures) won't happen, not today anyway. That leaves, what? Sunny skies, a six-mile run, a hair cut, some cleaning, and a late work night covering a monster event...
I couldn't sleep last night. Too many thoughts tumbled through my head, and too many of those thoughts centered on the TV shows I wasted Memorial Day watching. No more of that. I thumbed through the Writers Market before bed and read the listings of literary agents. It made me realize how much I could accomplish if I just cared a little more. I always perceive something as blocking the way to writing more, submitting stories, proposing books. But really, the only thing holding me from that is myself.
I want to know what life is like for other people. I get away from that sometimes, but I'm back there. That's what I want.
I couldn't sleep last night. Too many thoughts tumbled through my head, and too many of those thoughts centered on the TV shows I wasted Memorial Day watching. No more of that. I thumbed through the Writers Market before bed and read the listings of literary agents. It made me realize how much I could accomplish if I just cared a little more. I always perceive something as blocking the way to writing more, submitting stories, proposing books. But really, the only thing holding me from that is myself.
I want to know what life is like for other people. I get away from that sometimes, but I'm back there. That's what I want.