Ciao, amici! Happy Friday! I’m glad you’re here. I know it’s sometimes hard coming back to a full week of work after a holiday, and by day five, you’re exhausted. So thanks for sticking it out and visiting today.

I got a lot done this week. New words written. Outlines completed. Documents edited. I admit, I feel like I could always do more, but I’m trying to be pleased with the things I do accomplish. And who loves their work more than writers? We have the best jobs in the world. Which brings me to today’s quote by Truman Capote.

To me, the greatest pleasure of writing
is not what it’s about,
but the inner music that words make.

Ah, that’s beautiful, isn’t it? And, today and always, that’s my wish for you—an abundance of inner melodies.

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And now, this week’s writing links:

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