I have been in search of my words. Blocked, uninspired, tired and lack of motivation have kept me silent. Who knew it would be possible? I bet I know a handful of teachers who wouldn’t believe it.
On December 13, 2013, I officially completed the rough draft of a novel I started either June or July of 2006. The first line struck me like a bolt of lightning! I was driving on a country road headed to my best friend’s house when I channeled the words. One hand on the steering wheel, the other scrambled to find a piece of paper and a pen from my purse. The start of this story literally needed to be written down NOW or be lost forever.
Since I began my first novel, I have started three other stories, was a freelance writer, wrote newsletters for two local chamber of commences, wrote and self-published Get A Compass Not A Clock, been over-stressed, started and closed a business, and started another job. I am wondering how I fell into this self-created rut where I currently reside. I want to explore something other than going to work, going home, doing chores, going to bed, shutting off the alarm and doing it all again the next day. Writing begets writing and encourages the desire to look outside of my box.
I will share with you my progress (or lack of), joyful moments, family, grandbabies, kayak trips, rants, recipes, along with a dash of sass. There will be tugs on the heartstrings as I witness my mother go through the longest good-bye with her husband of 48 years. Few things are as emotionally taxing than to have your father say, “You look familiar. How do I know you? I’ve known you for a long time, right?”
So this is a blog about me; about my adventure.