Only had three cups of coffee and four shots of espresso. A nap is calling.
Yeah, I’m going to really explore the space this time. Looking forward by looking back. It’s a quantum thing.
Today’s song blasted out of my dreams and into my thinking stream. The dreams were wild, all good things that made me laugh or stand tall as a conquering hero. Nothing undermining, and no anxiety. Great stuff.
So why did this 1985 ballad emerge from that dreamland? I think “Broken Wings” fits it well. Like the dream ended and this was the song that played for me as the credits rolled. It was cool.
BTW, I’d never seen the video until I checked it out today. I was in Egypt, living in a tent when the song was released, part of whirlwind year that had me in stationed in South Carolina, but visiting Jordan, Guam, Korea, New Jersey, Spain, and Egypt. Interesting year.
Here’s Mr. Mister.
Today’s quote resonates with me. Agents say they want read your book and feel like they did when they watched Game of Thrones or something on Netflix. Reading descriptions of what they want, they sound like they’re issuing specs for me to use to write my book.
It’s a depressing and destructive exercise, reading what they want, and comparing it to what I’ve written. It reduces the search to exactly this process, thinking about what the audience — the agents — need.
But, as an exercise, it’s helpful for defining my #AWL.
Floof-de-lis (floofinition) – a housepet in a position among lilies.
In use: “His Yorkie delighted in hiding in the backyard lilies like a floof-de-lis, a trait that endeared the little rescue dog to him.”