Have you ever wondered what happened to your “happy place”…that secret place you go to when life weighs down on you like an anchor in a choppy sea? I usually keep mine close at hand so I can pull it out whenever needed. But I guess even perpetually cheerful writers misplace their happy place every now and then. Lucky for me, mine wasn’t really lost…it was just hiding.
I searched for days without success. Those pesky little things can be like a needle in a haystack. So the minute I found it, I gave that bitch, Debbie Downer her walking papers and got back to the business of writing.
Oh…and you have officially been warned. I am a bundle of unbridled energy. I’m a bowl of sugar in a cup of black coffee. I’m a cliché of epic proportions, and I’m just getting started.
Ok…so I’m just in a really good mood. But let’s not underestimate the importance of a really good mood. I’m not even going to question it. I’m not going to explore the reason why…I’m just going to enjoy it.
And while I’m at it, I think I’ll go ahead and have a great week too. Thanksgiving is right around the corner, the turkey is thawing, and the baking is well under way. But I’m not just getting ready for a holiday feast…I also have a super exciting announcement coming for Daywalkers at the end of the week. And I have a project in the works that makes me want to dance naked on the coffee table…but let’s just say, I’ll keep that sentiment right where it belongs…in my head. With my luck, I’d trip and fall, ultimately exposing myself for all the world to see. And while I don’t mind sharing myself with you…I’d rather not share quite that much, if you get what I mean.
But I would like you to share a bit with me this time…I’m really thankful for my happy place…tell me what you’re thankful for.
Until the next time…I’ll be dropping a few hints along the way.