May you always have more books than friends on Goodreads. (May you someday have more “fans” than books.)
May you never have to ask, “Did I back that up in time?”
May your wrists stay strong and healthy, your eyes bright and alert, your head swirling with words, your fingertips at the ready.
May your margins always be filled with notes about other authors’ work, questions like “Why did she do that?” “How did she do that?”
May you only find some of the answers.
May you always have at least one office cat. (Okay, okay, an office dog will do.) If you can’t afford a pet deposit, may your resident ghost be ever friendly.
May your voice ring unique and true.
May your purse/pocket/bag always be burdened by the slight weight of a book.
May you never let fear stop you from writing what you want to write.
May you never let fear stop you from pursuing your dreams.
May you never, ever stop being afraid, because when you stop being afraid you’ve stopped trying.
May your email host be swift and sure.
May requests and offers and reviews come when you are ready for them.
May you find critique partners who love your work, who encourage you to keep going.
May you find critique partners who challenge your work at every turn, who push you to get better.
May you never stop trying new things – new authors, new genres, new ideas, new techniques.
May you always have at least one book out on loan.
May your skin stay soft and thin. Instead of “a thicker skin,” may your perspective grow strong and clear.
May you experience a full life beyond the page.
May you never give up.
May you write, my friends. May you write many, many words, and may they be good ones.Share this: