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Two books arrived on my doorstep, and that has made all the difference…
Hello dear readers! I’ve struggled a bit these past few months to prioritize my writing. There’s been a recipe or two, some trail entries, and our trip to St. Augustine, but not much else. A yellow notebook holds a running list of topic ideas, and I even have a post that’s been in the draft process for weeks now, but still, my laptop lay sorely neglected. Moving, working out, meal planning and grocery shopping usually shove their way to the top of the to-do list. Timewasters, fluff and busyness all attempt to lay claim on the hours of my day. And writer’s block is real. Even on days where I had extra time, the creative juices were slow in flowing. Some of those are good excuses, I know, but as my daughter once said in her much younger years – “Excuses are pickles!”
(No, we have no idea what that means. But it’s become a family saying for all posterity. π)
Then one day, the stars aligned and inspiration struck, courtesy of the mailman and two extraordinary authors.
One of my goals this year is to read more, both fiction and non-fiction. I received two new books the other day, one I purchased for myself and one a gift from my hubby. Strikingly different but sharing a common theme – together they inspired this post.





