Today I started to write what I think will be the last chapter of Tomorrow Will Be Too Late. And I don’t know how to feel about that. Excited. Relieved. Sad. Inspiration struck while I was out walking around, listening to him. Because today we celebrate him and miss him and think of him.
Now or Never came on my Elvis playlist and the beginning of an idea started to take shape and I was inspired once again for this fic. It’s the most ambitious piece of writing I’ve ever set out to do, and while it isn’t as long or all-encompassing as some others I know and love, I’m still proud of myself for sticking with it.
It’s fitting that today of all days is when I found some new inspiration. Thank you, baby, we love you so much and miss you always ❤️













