When I think, I write. When i write, i think. thank God for circular life.
Unfortunately for my blog tonight, i've been thinking a lot, and (again unfortunately) not about my blog... I have been thinking a lot about that novel i started writing seven-ish years ago. i think about it a lot, like a long-lost friend that i always think of contacting. like that stash of clothes you still need to sort, or iron, or depart from. like that pack of love-letters from a long-time-gone love that needs to be gone. Although those are negative connotations; my novel (if you will) is anything but to me. My novel is a spring of hope, love and growth for me...
so, maybe, for some reason, tonight has brought it really to my forethought. so, i should go and write and think... About something all that is hopeful, loving and growth-inspiring!
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