“A writing day is like any other day. Except I live in my pajamas, I forget to eat, and I suddenly look up, wondering when day turned into night.”
“A writing day is like any other day. Except I live in my pajamas, I forget to eat, and I suddenly look up, wondering when day turned into night.”
Christy Hall
“She meant to write: "Is Christy here yet?"Auto Correct turned it into: "Is crazy here yet?"For once Auto Correct got it right.”
Christy Hall, The Little Silkworm“This life is full of signs, many of which find their way to you exactly when you need them most.”
Christy Hall“Every day in New York City is a test. Work hard and pass this test, you get a chocolate cookie. From a strange man on the subway. A man without pants.”
Christy Hall“Airport bars are more like film sets, the bathrooms reminiscent of dormitories. Everyone is waiting to go somewhere, suspended in nowhere...”
Christy Hall, The Little Silkworm“I close my eyes and think of what might be possible. And, in my mind, I see fireworks over the Hudson.”
Christy Hall, The Little Silkworm“Be what you are, all that you are. Wear yourself proudly. It will require that you draw a line, but that line in the sand is your courage.”
Christy Hall, The Little Silkworm“Days become weeks. Weeks become months. Month become years. And years become silence.”
Christy Hall, The Little Silkworm“I look out over my life and see a million question marks with only a few definitive exclamation points. I'm living for the next exclamation.”
Christy Hall, The Little Silkworm“Growing up, I used to climb out my window onto the roof and look up at the stars. There, in the quiet, I would write stories inside my head.”
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