January 2, 2025. Wow. Weren’t we supposed to have flying cars by now? And we’ve managed to avoid a repeat of Orwell’s “1984” so that’s all good. It’s a new year and I’m sensing a change in the emotional weather of the world. I hope it’s not a figment of my imagination. Speaking of… Imagination, that is. Mine has been very quiet lately and that’s no bueno for a writer. This popped up in my inbox and yeah, the Universe gave me a kick in the pants.
Silver, to perform like a star, steal the show, and party with the “Gods”:Take the stage, do the dance, and invite yourself.
Be the spark, The Universe ©www.tut.com
P.S. You’re the only one who needs convincing, Silver.
Boy, isn’t that P.S. the truth! For a writer to strike gold (aka a best seller) with a debut novel or even their second, third or however many is a miracle. There are far more midlist authors than bestsellsers because the “elite”? Yeah, they tend to stay there for all sorts of reasons that go far beyond talent. It gets discouraging but those of us who love storytelling keep chugging along. Yes, a part of us want the recognition and the monetary returns but deep inside is the need to share our imaginary worlds and people with others. That said, there comes a time when discouragement settles around our shoulders like a fuzzy blanket and it feels almost comfortable. “If I don’t try, I won’t be disappointed.” “Why bother? Nobody buys my books anyway.” I can go on. I hear that voice in my head soooo often. As time goes on, it gets harder to tell it to shut up and go away. So yeah, that P.S. hit home today because I am TOTALLY the one who needs convincing. It’s the second day of the New Year. No health problems to hold me back. No time contraints. No demands on my time. The only thing holding me back is that blasted voice in my head. Pardon me while I go find my lighter. I’m going to light my own spark and get on with my calling. It’s time to write a book!
What’s your spark this year?
Silver James 
2025… it’s almost surreal to think that we’ve lived to see this year. Yeah, we were supposed to have flying cars by now. Of course, we were also supposed to see everything crash 25 years ago and that was a total anticlimax. Predictions are so unpredictable. ;o)
Now, as to that little voice… Yours and mine have been comparing notes again. And we need to take that lighter and burn those nasty little voices to the ground. After we light our sparks, of course. Go write that next book. I need to finish this edit pass – only about 20 pages left – and then write my own next book. We’ve got this, lady. :hugs:
🤗 We DO have this because we are awesome like that! Our sparks are there, we just need to nurse them with a little patience and a lot of coffee!
Yay on the almost done first pass. And yeah, today starts my BICHOK pass of RETRIBUTION. By Valentine’s Day, yeah? *nods vigorously*
I’m glad you are both fanning your spark 💗. You two are awesome like that! As for me, I haven’t found my spark yet. All the hubs crap seems to be covering up the light. It may have to smolder for a bit.
Have a super Thursday!
🤗 Just don’t let it go out. I pray every day things will get better for you. Hang in there, m’friend. ❤