I suppose you know you are a writer when it’s hard for you to think of anything quite as much fun as starting a new book. In a lot of ways it’s like the giddy headrush you get when you first meet a someone you are attracted to and you can tell they are attracted to you too.
Oh, I know there’ll come a point when we can’t stand eachother and if I have to look at it’s face one more time I’ll pull my eyeballs out. (Which thankfully doesn’t happen much in my people relationships.)
But right now, I just want to call in sick and hang out all day!
I’m totally in new book love.