Let’s see, what was I talking about? Oh, yeah–SQUIRREL!
Okay, seriously, this week I’ve felt like a squirrel on a triple espresso high. That’s okay. I’m going to get things under control if it kills me. I have editing to do! And stuffs like that there. Even so, this message from the Universe resonated. Science, faith, magic…as a writer, I deal with all these things. And that’s about as philosophical as I feel like getting today.
Young souls lean on science, Silver.
Mature souls lean on faith.
And old souls, Silver, prefer long walks and short talks; whistling to hip-hop, country, or rock; and on occasion, tree spotting.
There! On the horizon! Oak!
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Silver, please advise any young souls wishing to file a complaint over the light in which science was portrayed herein, to speak to a manager, beyond the trees.
Why? Because Iffy is on the trail of a very perky squirrel who is hiding in a a very tall oak tree. What does that even mean?!? It means that Iffy and I are working on a short story (7K words max) to submit for the second RWA anthology, edited by Sylvia Day. Yeah. Really.
So, are you a young soul or an old one today?