A writer writes. There are no exceptions to this reality. No excuses. Stop wasting time talking about your stories and get them on paper.

Growing up, I used to climb out my window onto the roof and look up at the stars. There, in the quiet, I would write stories inside my head.

Because. Everything worth anything takes time.

Don't be afraid of what you're creating.

I am swimming in a sea of words, attempting to keep my head above water.

A writing day is like any other day. Except I live in my pajamas, I forget to eat, and I suddenly look up, wondering when day turned into night.

Let life be the foundation. Be brave. Wander deep inside yourself to the little room no one knows about. Fling the door wide open and write.

Give all that you can. No more. No less. Every. Single. Day.

When a solid first draft of an original tale is complete...you feel as if you could do anything.