Instinct

And when all else fails, I find just following instinct -- perhaps one of the many carrots "Magic" dangles for us to putter after? -- helps. After I put up yesterday's sad, sad post, I bumbled about for a bit and found this blog:

Link to "How to be a Writer" blog

 Sally O'Reilly is both insightful and witty, and I found myself snorting in delighted surprise multiple times at her quips.

This was just what I needed at 2:33 in the early am, when nothing seemed to be pulling me out of my dark pity-rave.

 Even if you're not an aspiring writer, you should go see what she's saying. Here's a taste:

"...it's very tempting to awfulize the old you in a bid to stake out new territory for the new one. But actually, writers (and humans, their close relations) are an on-going mess of perpetual imperfection."

You need to go read the rest of what she says about this here.

I'm also loving the fact that when I answered a knock on the door this morning, Heth the Magnanimous was there smiling back at me. Thanks for knowing me, Heth, and for coming without me having to ask-out-loud. You spoil my soul.

Such a good day.

I'm off to pay my due to habit -- only one page, tonight, but that's one page more than I'd have if I didn't write it, eh?    



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