Between client deadlines andself-imposed manuscript word count minimums, I could literally spend all
of my waking life typing into a keyboard.
But I don’t.
Sometimes, I step away to do
a bit of yoga or, less often, to take a rainy stroll around the block.
a bit of yoga or, less often, to take a rainy stroll around the block.
Other times, I take abreak with a book. Even when my own words feel far from perfect, I find solace and inspiration in the work
of others. I know that, despite that nagging feeling that I should get my nose
back to the grindstone, I am doing something important to hone my craft—to keep
growing in my mind and my heart.
This week, Gabriel Garcia Marquez
is tucked into my purse and Jennifer A. Nielsen sits on my end table.
is tucked into my purse and Jennifer A. Nielsen sits on my end table.
And I won’t feel guilty because none other than Virginia Wolf has given me permission!
