I've been in a vortex these past six weeks, spinning in a twirl of flu bugs, decorators, running courses and learning to love the night. Sliding shuffle shoes, I've embraced the midnight hours, been burning the candle at both ends while I finish my book. I am tired from dancing with the moon. But, I am happy to have befriended time from sunset to sunrise; sweet, relentless, nocturnal hours.
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I've been burning that candle too--trying to get a new novel off the ground. Ignoring everything else. Dancing as a break from sitting. It does feel good to get to a (temporary) stopping point and look out at the world.
How exciting Cynthia to be starting a new novel. Definitely worth burning candles for...I love that midnight oil, it really does make my heart sing, but stopping and looking is precious too...
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