This just about makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside:
@garethlpowell: When people ask which of my novels is my favourite, I tell them it’s always the one I’m currently working on. Otherwise, what’s the point?
(Via Shawn Johnson.)
“Sometimes the people around you won’t understand your journey. They don’t need to; it’s not for them.”
#Beastmode activated, thanks to the ever-inspirational Miss Johnson. ;)
(Via The Body Department.)
Do something you’ve been putting off, whether it’s jogging around the block, doing a few sets with those nearly-forgotten weights under your bed, dancing in the rain, singing in the shower, acting in a play, or producing your own puppet show. Paint a portrait, travel to a foreign land—or merely down the street to the local park. Learn to play the banjo. Invent a new sandwich called the “Jesse Eisenburger.” Write a story, a novel, a letter to your mom. Take up Yoga. Push the living room furniture aside and build a miniature metropolis out of Legos and Lincoln Logs. Invent a new board game with your kids. Host your very own Catch Phrase Championships with friends. Live, love—
(Via Bestseller Labs.)
The real secret to writing a bestseller: there is no secret. Write. Submit. Re-write. Submit. Write some more. Submit. Sleep with an influential editor. Write about it. Submit. Settle out of court. Re-write about it. And so forth.
There is no greater truth than, “Don’t be a dick.” With the possible exception of, “Don’t drink from the tap.”