But yesterday at my job, we got the emergency text that there was a gunman on campus. Our building went into lock-down and everyone was encouraged to stay inside and away from windows. It turned out to be someone carrying a ceremonial rifle for ROTC. So in a world of sad news, it was the best possible outcome; a mistake. No one was hurt and the lock-down lasted all of ten minutes because of how quickly the police swooped in.
But it scared the bejesus out of me. I called my mom. I called my husband. I ate a pile of chocolate. Then I sat down last night and went into overdrive prepping my social media presence for my writing career and making notes on how to fix my novel.
I feel silly getting all schmaltzy but allow me to speak almost exclusively in cliche for a moment. This life is short and unpredictably. Live your dreams, people. Don't wait for the right moment to come. Make NOW the right moment.
In that regard, I highly recommend any artists or writers out there to read this fantastic blog post by Kristen Lamb: Setbacks, Success, Excuses, Oh MY! The Truth About Publishing & Myths About Muses
Don't make excuses. If you have a dream, get started today.
That was one hell of an alarm! Way to turn that panic into motivation. :)
ReplyDeleteWas it Asimov who said, if he only had a short time left to live, he would write faster? Yeah, I get that. Glad it was a mistake.
ReplyDeleteI've never heard that, but that is it, exactly!
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