You people are fabulous. Truly, I mean it. Go on, give yourselves a hand. I'll wait.
All the comments from yesterday's post really encouraged me and inspired me and I can't thank you enough :D
It's March! Newsflash, I know. How was February? Any goals for the shiny, new month? I love the first day of a new month. Almost like a mini-new year. Just think! You could have 12 celebrations every year, 12 new goals and 12 excuses to stay up until midnight drinking champagne and shooting off fireworks! Unless of course it's illegal to shoot off fireworks where you are. In that case, have another glass of champagne :)
March holds a lot of promise for me, most of all, the promise of hard work. Work that I'm more than willing to take on, tackle with all the elbow grease I can muster. I'm ready to get this story edited, get it polished and out to some readers. I've been working on this story (in various forms) for over ten years. On again, off again. It's now at a place where I recognize it. It came to me disheveled but I knew it's spirit. Now it's here and I know all I have to do is stay out of the way and let it plow through.
Next week I get to do just that! Plow through words, plant dreams and till the dirt of opportunity. School, writing, and the art I so love and yet have had to let go for far, far too long.
And I've got something nifty planned for April *hint hint, wink wink* Well, I think it's nifty at any rate.
What about YOU? Any new plans for the shiny new month? Any new goals, visions, dreams within dreams?
I'm sorry if this post seems a bit off. I'm both frustrated and excited and anxious and ... mixed up. Yeah. That's the phrase.
Here, have some inspiration:
" Do what you feel in your heart to be right- for you'll be criticized anyway. You'll be damned if you do, and damned if you don't."~Eleanor Roosevelt
Go forth and be FEARLESS!
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