Blue Like Don
There's part of me that wants to be Donald Miller. There's another part of me that thinks I am Donald Miller. Then there's still another part of me that knows beyond a shadow of a doubt that Don and I could be and probably one day will be great friends. It feels good to go ahead and get this out there. That way, any of you who have said about me, "he wants to be Don Miller so bad he can't hardly stand it," have just had your power taken away. Yes, I do. I know it too, and I'm not really ashamed of it. So, there you go.
Don (I think we're close enough that I can call him "Don") has a great post today about the process he goes through in writing a book. For a guy like me it's really encouraging. I learned a long time ago that I'm not one of those disciplined writers who plan and outline and produce exactly what they set out to do. In fact, with regard to my writing, the word "discipline" rarely enters the picture. In fact, that word hardly applies to any part of my life, but I digress.
I write in spurts.
So, Don has this great post and you should check it out. You can do so here.
Erin replied to his tweet about his post and then he replied to her reply-tweet with a tweet that said, "Thanks, Erin."
He called her by name.
Remind me to tell you my "Meeting Don Miller" story sometime. It's not that good, really, but I like to brag.