I often wonder how it was that a young girl like herself could have had such profound thoughts. Her mark on the world is far more reaching than that of her murderers.
*Motivational Monday posts have been moved to Tuesday in respect for Memorial Day
This one feels especially true for writers. Our toil is like an iceberg. readers see the finished product, but that’s just a small portion of all we do on a daily basis to reach the dream of publication. It can feel like spinning our wheels, but we must keep our eye on the eventual outcome, not what we have to show for it at this very minute.