I can barely contain the energy bubbling up through me. I feel ignited. Inspired. Alive. I want to run releasing the fire in my legs and coursing through my heart.
I have not felt flow in so long. And. It. Feels. Good.
This weekend I hit 13k words in my book. Things have started to pour out of me. Typing without thinking too hard or judging.
I can’t stop thinking about this story. About getting this all out of me. I’m trying to capitalize on this energy and I can see the culmination of a years worth of work and struggle narrowing to a point in the near future.
Up until now I haven’t been able to visualize it. But the picture is finally starting to come together in my mind.
I will write this book.
Let’s. Go.
