The sun sets on another day…
I am stopping writing for a moment so I can write. I hope you can take a second and figure that one out.
I read a post by a fellow writer that struck me tonight. I read a lot, perhaps more than a lot, and as anyone reading is aware, I write a lot as well, sometimes to the point of silliness. Sometimes just to be silly. If you write, you know how that is.
So, tonight someone wrote about some good books and how the incite and inspire. their starting statement echos what I have said a lot since my first book, not everyone will like what you write. It is true, It is why I try to read so many other choices and give people honest suggestions beyond me. I digress.
The point of the post in my opinion was to show that if you are debating a book, discussing a story, talking good, talking bad, or just talking about a series of words put together by a writer, they have succeeded. We are inspired by words each day, many spoken, some unspoken, but we have to look quietly into the possibilities and see that words alone are not what inspires us, but the passion and imagination of the talented writers that touch our souls.
So as the sun sets on another day, and with that in mind, I will turn my head back to Fateful Friend, and then Silent Sister and more. I only hope the words I receive from fans I never thought I would have keep pushing me, and all the other writers out there, to a place where we succeed, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, love life, and embrace your imagination…