Monday, April 11, 2011

Besides Terry Pratchett

and a host of other talented writers....Neil Gaiman is one of my favorites. Something about how he puts a sentence together always moves me. I have been very busy this year so far, almost to the point of feeling out of control, madness in the not good way.

For some reason sitting in my office wondering how in the world I was going to get through all this I remembered this poem from last year from Mr. Gaiman.

Helps me keep things in perspective :)

If you have never heard this, click on the link, it is always a pleasure to hear him speak, or you can just read the poem at the bottom of the email.

May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.

…I hope you will have a wonderful year, that you’ll dream dangerously and outrageously, that you’ll make something that didn’t exist before you made it, that you will be loved and that you will be liked, and that you will have people to love and to like in return. And, most importantly (because I think there should be more kindness and more wisdom in the world right now), that you will, when you need to be, be wise, and that you will always be kind.

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