Borrowed Inspiration

This is what I spent my Monday doing:

The floor of my "office".

The floor of my "office".

Editing.  Rewriting.  Cutting.  Pasting.  Deleting.  Writing.  Editing again.   

Those first five chapters must be fixed.  I have a feeling they will lead to some rewrites in the next five as well.  That seems to be how this whole book writing thing works. 

Needless to say, my brain is fried.  I have little left to offer. 

So for this post, I'm taking from those who've inspired me.  Just a brief selection of quotes I've clung to, grown from, and reach for when the next sentence just won't agree to write itself.



"I used to think God guided us by opening and closing doors, but now I know sometimes God wants us to kick some doors down." -Bob Goff, Love Does 


"Jealously is such a direct attack on whatever measure of confidence you've been able to muster.  But if you continue to write, you are probably going to have to deal with it, because some wonderful, dazzling successes are going to happen for some of the most awful, angry, undeserving writers you know - people who are, in other words, not you." -Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird


"Yet the Lord longs to be gracious to you; he rises to show you compassion.  For the Lord is a God of justice.  Blessed are all who wait for him." -Jeremiah, The Holy Bible  (NIV Translation)


"It is not he critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better.  The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly..." -Theodore Roosevelt, The Man in the Arena.  Speech given April 23, 1910.