I love being a writer. Ever since I was a kid, I dreamed about crafting my stories.
And now I’m living that dream.
It feels good.
But it’s not a bed of roses.
A lot of the time, I’m asked how I spend my day after writing. I think many believe writers only work a few hours a day, if that, and then play. I wish!
While not all my time is solely dedicated to hammering away on the laptop, the majority is. And I don’t always wake up in the mood. Even a dream job is still a job. I’m human. There are days I want to stay in bed, snuggle under the covers, and read or get lost in a movie. Or sleep.
But I force myself out of bed each day. To me, half the battle is to sit my butt down at my laptop. Once I accomplish that, I stay put until I can’t write anymore for the day. There are days I need to resort to what I call my inspiration porn.
You see, I love to travel. In order for me to travel, I need to make money. So, if my will is lagging, I crack into my photos and remember seeing a lion in Botswana for the first time. Actually, I heard the lion’s roar before laying eyes on him. What a sound. And what a sight.
The following morning.
Other memories include sitting on a beach in Jamaica.
Hiking a mountain in Malaysia.
Climbing to the top of Notre Dame to see the gargoyles and Paris views.
Attending a World Cup soccer match in Johannesburg, South Africa.

I was too busy watching to snap more photos.
After a few minutes of reinforcing the knowledge that my job as a writer is propelling another dream—traveling the world—I get to work.
It’s time to write.
What inspires you?
Great reasons to get the bum on the seat and the story on paper.
Howdy Jo! The photos are a great help. Along with a cup of tea and music.