This morning, I woke at 4 am randomly and without a plan. Then the word, "bake," popped into my head. So I slipped out of the covers and baked my favorite chocolate chip cookies.
Then the word, "write," popped into my head and, in between mixing and scooping, I wrote scenes in that manuscript that's been sitting on my desktop this week, barely touched and staring at me like a cat that doesn't know if it wants to be petted or to bite you.
I am not a morning person. Getting up early is 9 am. I am a night owl- an artist. In college, I arrived to French class late every single time. My teacher would smile at me and exclaim in a sing-song voice, "La boheme!" as if to say, "It's okay. She's an artist, a dancer. Her mind is on a different schedule than ours."
But I'm up. And it feels good. Mr. Branflake will be up shortly to go on a bike ride. I'll have chocolate chip cookies waiting for him when he gets home.
Life is good. This week was crazy good.
I met Sarah Jio at her book signing. She is quite possibly the most delightful and kindest person. I also met a few other published authors and they were just as interested in my unpublished manuscript as I was in their multiple novels. It made me happy to know the novelist's world is an inviting and caring place.
And then I had a photoshoot with Tom that knocked my socks off. More photos of that later, or you can see a few teasers on Instagram.
And then I got a new phone. Mr. Branflake set it all up for me. He even included my favorite apps, like Pinterest, without me even asking. Either I'm REALLY addicted to Pinterest or he's the most thoughtful man on the planet. I think it's the latter.
Earlier this week, I was reminded of my favorite quote by Sylvia Plath:
"Let me live, love, and say it well in good sentences."
I think I'll do just that.
I hope you have an inspiring weekend!
If there's a 4 am impulse, I say go for it.