Believe
Sometimes the book writes itself. I've been so inspired for the last couple of days -- more than I've been in several years. The words and plot are both just flowing, and it's like being home. Growing up, I used to spend summer holidays from school awake until the wee hours of the morning -- 4:30 a.m., usually -- writing pages and pages until I couldn't stay awake any longer. What I'm writing now is the same kind of writing flow that I had during all of those summers, before I knew the world of adult responsibility.
This one's for the teenager who had the novel-sized dreams. It will mean less road trips and more weekends at home, but for the first time in a long time, I have a lot to say.
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Life
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