Ok, so you just can’t sit around all day writing, listening to icicles fall off the roof and be productive right? Exactly!
So off I went on an excursion. I used to call them perspective rides, but since I’ve been up to my ears in perspective for the last 2 days, I’ll just call it a driving till something really cool happens ride.
Making my way now down one winding picturesque road after another, I play ‘crossroads roulette’ and end up in Manchester, VT. I am so centered at this point in my weekend (thank you Eckhart Tolle) I have no needs, wants or desires. Incidentally driving takes on a whole new meaning when you couldn’t care less where you end up or when you do; can’t think of a thing I need in the world. (albiet, a little companionship, but lets face it, I’m in the middle of nowhere; I asked for it!)
So, as I make my way into this very quaint New Englandy town, I spot the Northshire Bookstore. I have passed by this countless times in the past. I pass through two rotaries, each within about 25 feet of the other and apparently that triggered the wheels to start turning on the inside too. I always carry my books, To Dance in the Rain – A Mother and Daughter’s Journey of Hope and Healing with me, so I decided to go in and talk to the store’s book purchaser. Eric was a very nice gentleman. He stated, btw, that this is one of the best quality self-published books that he has seen. (Thank you, Carrie Ross).
Well to make a short story shorter, The Northshire Bookstore in Manchester VT, which is an absolutely awesome bookstore now carries To Dance in the Rain. How cool is that !
Life is Good!!
hey, while you are at it, check out my blog posts from the rest of this week… : ))
This space between writing projects has been a bit uncomfortable for me. I have found myself looking forward with increasing anticipation to getting back into focused creating mode. I know I still have things to do to promote and continue to market and expound on the story of To Dance in the Rain – A Mother and Daughter’s Journey of Hope and Healing. I’m no longer able to hold back on launching a new project with full focus; a new phase has begun.
As my loyal but inundated friends would only know, the stories have been oozing out here and there, mostly just musings on life as the mood hits, but seeping out none the less. Thanks for listening, and whoa do you guys have a lot of patience! At times it feels as though I am waiting on the platform for the train to arrive; I am pacing with a variety of thoughts spinning through my mind, a busy day ahead. As I visualize sitting once again and writing, a smile makes it’s way to my face, I feel a chill run through me, a passion reignited.
Ideas form on a regular basis; I know what direction I will be going in. My mind has been preparing for it, but it had just not been the time. I have tried to relax with this realization, holding myself back and refocusing my train of thought. At times I wade through what still needs to be done, all the while distracted by the excitement of what lies ahead.
I find encouragement in snippets of quotes and verse suggesting the importance of living in the present moment; I long for inspiration in this regard. The distraction quickly wears off though and my heart sits in anticipation of springing forward into writing mode.
A lot of the dilemma seems to come from the process of self-publishing…getting out there to speak, blog, work on getting into bookstores, sitting down, making lists, waiting, along with listening to my heart as excitement builds just under the surface. Then all of a sudden when the moments to wait have run out…it happens….and it’s time!