Sometimes it’s the little things we don’t notice that make all the difference. It’s not often we realize how comforting that crack in our favorite coffee mug is, or how our little table lamp consistently illuminates our late night writing endeavors.
Here’s an ode to all the little things that bless my journey as a writer.
It has yet to judge me for playing the same song over and over (and over) again.
It likes to give out on occasion, just to remind me life exists outside the interwebs.
It’s a faithful desk, pacing ground, and flat surface to bang my head against when I realize writing is hard, and I should have chosen another career.
It continues to shine on me every time I venture away from my writing into the light, though it’s probably mad I don’t give it more attention.
Who I have yet to name but likely use more than my bed.
She desecrates that laptop by walking across it when I’m trying to write.
It dims my laptop at nine each night, sending me into a panic because I only have a few hours until bedtime and have so much left to do.
It’s always there to help me through a rough brainstorming session.
It dutifully contains all my goals, still clinging to the hope that I will someday reach them all despite my repeated failures.
Without which I would be locked out of nearly all my online accounts more than once.
For these ten small things, I am grateful.
What ten things are you grateful for as a writer?
Have a writing-filled week!
The Introvert (A.K.A. Gabrielle R. Pollack)