Motivation Through Fear?

I wanted to write something funny here. I really did.

But yesterday at my job, we got the emergency text that there was a gunman here. Our building went into lock-down and everyone was encouraged to stay inside and away from windows. It turned out to be someone carrying a ceremonial rifle for ROTC. So in a world of sad news, it was the best possible outcome; a simple mistake. No one was hurt and the lock-down lasted all of ten minutes because of how quickly the police swooped in.

But it scared the bejesus out of me. I called my mom. I called my husband. I ate a pile of chocolate. Then I sat down last night and went into overdrive prepping my social media presence for my writing career and making notes on how to fix my novel.

I feel silly getting all schmaltzy but allow me to speak almost exclusively in cliche for a moment. This life is short and unpredictable. Live your dreams, people. Don’t wait for the right moment to come. Make NOW the right moment. Don’t make excuses. If you have a dream, get started today.**

** This post used to have a link to someone’s blog, but their values no longer align with mine, and I cannot in good conscience support or link to them. So if you’re looking for those links, they have all been removed.