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It's November 9 when I'm writing this, and today my heart hurts. My head hurts. My body hurts. When you're chronically ill, stress can cause flares, so I'm not surprised it's 9AM and I'm already thinking about painkillers.
And still, I have work to do. NaNo words to write. This post. Editing work for clients. An overflowing e-mail inbox that needs attention. A vlog to record—and hopefully record without it being obvious I was crying this morning. I'll get through it one step at a time, but right now moving forward feels like walking through molasses.
I'm scared for myself. For so many of my friends. For what this will mean tomorrow, and the day after, and every day for the next four years and two months.
I'm telling myself I have today to process emotionally but tomorrow I have to start fighting.
Among the grieving, I've seen a lot of inspirational threads online. About the importance of writing children's literature, especially now. About art. About supporting people who need it. About loving each other.
I'm going to share them here:
Kidlit world: Our jobs are so much more important this morning. Reading forges empathy. It's time to get to work.— Alison Weiss (@alioop7) November 9, 2016
Your voice matters.— A witch, probably. (@kellybarnhill) November 9, 2016
Your story matters.
Your art matters.
Your love matters.
Your hope matters.
Your friendship matters.
Now more than ever.
Kidlit community: many of us are going to retreat into our art. Now, more than ever, we must also lift up the work of others. Of "Others."— heidi heilig 🔥 (@heidiheilig) November 9, 2016
here's what you need to know:— hannah moskowitz (@hannahmosk) November 9, 2016
your people are not gone.
people just like you are still here.
Do what you need to do to give yourself some light today. Light candles. Snuggle a baby or a pet. Listen to Christmas music. Eat chocolate.— Brett Jonas (@BookSquirt) November 9, 2016
Read a book today, any book. They are there to save us.— Lucie Britsch (@LucieBritsch) November 9, 2016
Mourn today.— Sarah Gailey (@gaileyfrey) November 9, 2016
Love each other every day.
All of these, with all your might. You are not alone.
Sending love and hugs to all my scared friends. We'll get through this one day at a time.