A confession…whenever I’m in a bookstore, I go to the Science Fiction/Fantasy section. I browse through the authors, soak up the vibe, look at old favourites and potential purchases. But without fail, I end up in front of the “F” section, somewhere between Raymond Feist and Jaspar Fforde.
I stand there for a long moment, and I stare at the spot.
“One day”, I tell myself, “my books will be on this shelf. Right here, in this spot.”
Every time, without fail, I stand there like a great big dork reciting this mantra. I say this without hubris or entitlement, and I certainly don’t whip myself over the not-quite-there invisible books. These words are said only with this: the absolute certainty that, if I work hard enough and never ever give up, it’s gonna happen.
If you’re gonna dream, dream big 🙂
Oh, what the hell. Have an Eye of the Tiger.
Word, my brother!
Cheers buddy 🙂
That song really was made for you
Just a man and his will to survive…
And when you do I want to see you in a beret 😉
Done deal! 🙂
I do this too. I actually go so far as to stick my finger between the two books. so I can imagine my book in that space. 😉
Sounds like you need a shelf-help book 🙂