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Twitter sent me a message this morning to the effect that one of my tweets had not gone through - I was instructed to resend, but under this mistake was a tweet with no author which read:
"I found a Christmas faery in the bedclothes. She told me to tell you she's going to bring down the stars."I wasn't sure where that tweet had come from, at first, so I reread it, and then I remembered it was mine. The unsent tweet had landed in Drafts, and this faerie tweet was a draft I had written last December. I'm starting another novel in July and this little tweet held such a random, hidden sparkle of magic, I almost wanted to write about Christmas in July. More importantly though, it reminded me why I write children's books - the magic! Its sudden appearance whispered keep going without making any sort of sound at all. When 150 characters provoke an imaginative world, an action-packed mission, and believable characters who want to accomplish their goals - even if it is to bring down the stars - I think I can find the will and the steam to keep going.