A tragedy struck our family friends this week.
This morning, I woke up with these words in my head:
"Sometimes, the bravest thing that we can do is get up, and face another day, with love in our hearts."
When I’m done with my writing day (which is every day), I do other things.
Like help my daughter study multiplication tables.
Or drive my son to football practice.
Or run to the post office for my husband.
Or take walks.
Or make delicious concoctions for dinner—last night we had sautéed onion and broccoli, mixed with deer meat and chunks of avocado. It sounds … strange. And tastes … really good.
I also read lots of books.
Because when I study the way authors write their fiction books, or read books on the craft of writing, or dive into non-fiction books on personal growth and development, or pour over scripture that will feed my soul, I become a better person, and a better writer.
So, that’s pretty much my life in seven short paragraphs.
And I don’t have time to write much more write now, because I’m WRITING A BOOK FOR YOU, for pete’s sake.
Book 3 in The Mod Code Series will come out February 2018 … so it’s back to my manuscript.
Sending you big virtual hugs on the coldest day of our Arkansas autumn so far … 51 degrees Fahrenheit. (I pulled out my space heater today and set it up by my computer. The ushering in of the cold has officially begun. Excessively hot showers will be part of my life for a handful of months.)
Hope you are well, and happy, and enjoying this beautiful life.
About the picture.
I think this is what I look like when I'm deep in thought. But I wouldn't really know, because when I'm deep in thought, I'm not really thinking about what I look like. I'm thinking about deeper things. Like "Why did God really put us here on this planet?" And "Where do we actually go when we die?" Don't worry. I'll add these in my books somewhere. And if you think about these things too, then we should hang out more. Seriously.