Today I've been inspired by the friend's blog I spoke of weeks ago. That lead me to an article she had published online. I realize the folly of my ways: it's to entertain me, as well as I do enjoy writing like this. And if that's what "is"; I'll stick with it, unpublished and not sought-after and all.
I know this friend and I speak the same language in entirely different dialects. I reference nothing, I'm not professional and never will be, yet my hearts been yelling "book" for nearly a decade. I'm in a quandary.
I've asked and asked myself why I don't do more? So if this is it; I'll be happy with it and more may appear around some corner. I'm reminded again and again not to view my life in black and white. There is so much gray between for all the variables available in any situation. Yet being okay with that is where we need to apply our-selves.
I realize I must really apply my-self to the task of at least getting my story completely written down. Somehow books speak credibility if and when it's accepted. I've got to just do it, without my own fears holding me back.
Always ~ LL
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