Today's bit of rejoicing came, without a doubt, from the comments that were posted in response to this entry.
How can one not feel cherished as a friend and inspired as a writer with the gift of words like these? So thank you, dear friends and fellow scribes, for putting a smile back on my face and reminding me that just putting that pen down to paper is an accomplishment in and of itself.
You are loved.
How can one not feel cherished as a friend and inspired as a writer with the gift of words like these? So thank you, dear friends and fellow scribes, for putting a smile back on my face and reminding me that just putting that pen down to paper is an accomplishment in and of itself.
You are loved.
So are you. I so admire your aspirations and your constant endeavours, your passion and unwillingness to give up, even when sometimes you feel like it. Do not go gentle...as they say.
ReplyDeleteThe thing is, we can't compare our writing to others' or their stages in life to ours. Not really apples to apples, is it?
You're carving your own niche in your own time. It's every bit as valid and important.