About Lynn Rush

New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Author, chocolate addict & ultra runner. Rep'd by Nicole Resciniti of The Seymour Agency

Possibilities #TheRunningWriter

Possibilities

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I get asked all the time how I come up with my stories. What’s your inspiration? How do you think up those crazy ideas?

They seriously just come to me. I could be anywhere, anytime, doing anything when an idea hits.

It’s like a phrase pops in my head. Or a passing thought flutters through my consciousness.

For example, I’m out running and a bunny zips across the path. First, it scares the crap out of me, but then a thought shoots through my mind. Maybe a vampire just crawled out of the ground and scared it.

Or a branch cracks nearby and an idea comes to mind that it cracked because a giant stepped on it as it was trying to sneak up on me.

The only downside of an active imagination is that I sometimes freak myself out on the trails.

But it makes me run faster….

Most of the ideas that pop into my head don’t turn into novels, but that’s okay. I think the biggest thing is that I’m open to ideas. I think that’s what allows the ideas to come.

No matter what aspect of life, I think that if we’re open to possibilities that’s a good thing. It might open the door to new job opportunities, fun adventures, or chances to meet new people. If your eyes are open, looking for interesting things, that can make your day pretty interesting.

So what possibilities are you going to see today?

Find the rays #TheRunningWriter

Find the rays

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Don’t you just love it when there are a few clouds out and the rays of sun break through them? It’s almost like a spotlight spilling over a specific part of the earth.

Lately, life’s been tough. Struggling with grief is real. It’s like a thick, dark cloud following me around. So I’ve got to look for the rays of sunlight as I process the grief. Otherwise the blahs can be a bit overwhelming.

My trails. I get to run my trails and see, first hand, the light pouring through the clouds. It gets my heart pumping. My legs burning.

My writing. I get to work on a wicked-awesome story with a wicked-awesome author. I’ve never done that before which leads to another adventure of plotting! I never plot out stories. I usually just write and write. But when you’re co-authoring….kinda need to plot. It’s been fun. Different, but fun.

Those are just two rays of the sun that keep me going. There are more, and if I keep looking for them, they break through the clouds.

What are your rays?

Sometimes you just gotta laugh #TheRunningWriter

Sometimes you just gotta laugh.

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Life can be serious and hard, so remember to sit back and have a good laugh once in a while.

You might know I love to trail run by following me on social media. When I was a newbie, I was still figuring out what all the different sounds were out there in nature.

I was on a new trail and a cicada suddenly went off near me and I screamed like a girl, thinking it was a rattle snake! Scared the crap out of my running buddy.

I’m a bit of a disaster in the kitchen. I was making a soup from Rachel Ray’s quick and easy recipes. It called for one adobe chipotle, but I thought it meant one can.

My sweet hubby about burned off his taste buds trying it.

Sometimes you just have to laugh at yourself. Don’t take life so seriously.

What have you done that’s made you laugh out loud at yourself?

Don’t focus on the don’t #TheRunningWriter

Don’t focus on the don’t.

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It’s easy to get caught up in focusing on what you don’t have. I’m guilty of that for sure.

What does focusing on the don’ts do to us, though?

I believe it can send us into comparison mode. Comparing ourselves to others, basing our worth on how we rate to others.

And that can get destructive.

We are our own people. We have our beliefs, our hobbies, our likes and dislikes. Own them, my friend. Don’t worry about what other people are doing. How many books other authors are selling. What other people are driving or wearing.

And so on.

You are special. You are loved. Stay strong, my friend.