This little message arrived some time ago but I kept it tucked back in my files until the right time. Not sure this is the right time but as I was looking for something for today’s blog, this one popped up. I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately about writing–what it takes to make up a story, the mechanics of sitting at the computer and translating those thoughts into words, words to sentences, paragraphs, chapters, yada yada.

It goes like this... Whatever you're capable of summoning, imagining, and moving toward, Silver, however feebly to begin with, I am capable of delivering.

In expectation,
  The Universe
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P.S. Silver, careful, now, 'cause you are gonna get it'.

Summoning, imagining, and moving forward. That’s how it works. I can’t decide whay this particular book is giving me fits. I’ve summoned the story and the needed characters–good and bad. I’ve imagined the when and the where and to a large degree the how. But when I do the actual mechanics of sitting at the computer, hands on keyboard, staring at the monitor waiting for the words to make sentences. So, if the Universe is correct, all I can say is, “Yo! When am I gonna get it?!?” I’m ready. And waiting. Except I should stop waiting and just do it. So that’s the take away from the Universe today. Just do it.