good karma
Aug. 31st, 2004 05:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
spankerellaHow do the fates know when I need something like this? How does it just so happen when I think I'm at the end of my tether, someone does something that reminds me of what my purpose is.
This is one reason why I won't stop writing...
Hi.
I wanted to say thank you for taking the time to write and to make your writing available on-line. I have an 8 month old and your stories have gotten me through 8 months of middle of the night feedings. Finding good reading material that does not require much light or two hands to hold is quite dificult, finding writing that manages to make me laugh at that ungodly hour is even harder. Your stories have been a godsend. Last night the baby slept through the night for the first time and I realized that I should thank you for getting us both through all of the night time feedings. I have really enjoyed your work and look forward to enjoying it even more now that I will be less sleep deprived.
Thanks again.
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How in the hell did *I* turn out to be one of those people who do things that seem insignificant to me, but mean the world to someone else? How did I get this gig? If I provide an escape for someone for even two minutes together then all of this is worth it. I forgot that for a moment. I was put here to write. That is my purpose. It's the only thing I do really well. I love it, and damn anyone who makes me not love it for even a minute.
This is one reason why I won't stop writing...
Hi.
I wanted to say thank you for taking the time to write and to make your writing available on-line. I have an 8 month old and your stories have gotten me through 8 months of middle of the night feedings. Finding good reading material that does not require much light or two hands to hold is quite dificult, finding writing that manages to make me laugh at that ungodly hour is even harder. Your stories have been a godsend. Last night the baby slept through the night for the first time and I realized that I should thank you for getting us both through all of the night time feedings. I have really enjoyed your work and look forward to enjoying it even more now that I will be less sleep deprived.
Thanks again.
*name removed*
How in the hell did *I* turn out to be one of those people who do things that seem insignificant to me, but mean the world to someone else? How did I get this gig? If I provide an escape for someone for even two minutes together then all of this is worth it. I forgot that for a moment. I was put here to write. That is my purpose. It's the only thing I do really well. I love it, and damn anyone who makes me not love it for even a minute.
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Date: 2004-09-02 10:03 pm (UTC)