a good friend of mine is an incredible author and i just scrolled through the tumblr tag of her name.
it’s funny, i read and reblog SO much every day that is from a tv show, movie, or random pop culture that has moved me. i don’t often think about how those who write those words, portray those characters, or even make those edit choices — how they would respond if they knew just how these tiny moments have had such an impact on people and that they are so moved to read, watch and then share again with the world around them.
her tag is filled with pages of people reblogging her words. sometimes it’s just a text post, sometimes people take the time to create beautiful art from her prose. sometimes it’s a review or a post about how much they loved a particular book and how many times they’ve re-read it. my heart swelled so, so much because i, too, love them and i was so overjoyed at seeing so many others share the ideas and thoughts that have moved them with the world around them.
and it’s very exciting to know that other people celebrate her awesomeness as much as i do.
i would love to be able to do that one day. create art in any form that moves and inspires. until then, i’ll just keep surrounding myself with brilliant, inspiring friends and revel in them.
That Just made me really happy - you’re lucky to have such a wonderful friend :)
yay! and i very much am! we’ve known each other since middle school — this pic was taken probably 20 years ago. it’s one of my favorite of us, even with my ridiculous goofy look. she’s still so wonderful and beautiful.
i just got home and there were flowers waiting for me. From my friend J, although it was “officially” signed by her kids who are basically my nieces and nephew.
i’ve been querying people on what love *feels* like for each of them. not just romantic love, but familial love, friendship love. i’ve gotten a lot of interesting answers.
i’m still trying to figure it out for myself — but right now, with a friend who loves me and sends me flowers without even signing her name, and two cats curled up next to me — i feel loved.
romanticalgirl replied to your post: “When you can’t run, you crawl, and when you can’t…
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i always look at my life and how choices i made (big and small), people i know have affected my path and it fascinates me to see that i am where i am now as a result of my meandering lego-block road.
honestly, lady, you know i owe you SO MUCH. i don’t know what possessed me to think that i could actually write a story that came from my brain (even if the characters didn’t), but i would not have had the confidence and inspiration to keep going if it wasn’t for you and T. i’m always in awe of how much you can write, how many characters you take on, and yet make it all feel new and compelling — you do all that and i still can’t kill xander ;)