With that the top of mind, here are my happy places:
*Note: Copied over from morning pages journal vol. 11, personal journal vol. 14, dated 2/16/2021
I daydream about what my ideal life as a writer will be like.
It’s been a month and a day, Patsy.
It's finally come, Patsy. The turn around the bend.
I'm logging back on, Patsy. The work has to continue.
...if you say anything is a certainty with your child then they will almost immediately do the opposite of what you just said.
...dance naked in your backyard covered head to toe in wrapping paper but do it all SAFELY.
I write something I'm happy with, change up the settings, then hit the 'Publish' button in the top right corner. Why should my fiction writing be any different?