Just a quickie before I go to sleep…
No no… not that kind of quickie. The dirty things post was last night. [Though I wouldn’t say no to that kind of quickie… alas, John is asleep and I’m going to need new batteries…]
Totally fell off track there. Hey, it’s late. Or early. I’m back now.
I saw this tonight:
This is exactly what happens to me… with reading and with writing. I think even more with writing… I cannot let go. My characters all have a piece of me. I can’t say goodbye.
I wrote about this almost four months ago… when this blog was new and most of you had no idea I existed. But please click over and read it now.
I kind of liked that post. And it was among the earliest to get comments… all from The Lonely Author which I didn’t realize until I linked the post just now. [And if you’ve never been to his blog, go and read right now. Like, read the whole blog. I adore his writing. I bet you will, too.]
The image above and this post led me to revisit my earlier blogging days. And I realize I had a lot of posts in the beginning that I really loved. God, did I ‘waste‘ them when my audience was tiny? No… not wasted… but… I think you should go back and read them all… you know, in your spare time. [I would wink now, but I can’t physically do that.]
Must get back to my book now. xo♥