December of 2009 brought about something that changed my life forever: I had an idea for a book. Just thinking about this turn of events brings tears to my eyes, but a smile to my face as well. That's when I learned of the joys of...
Being a writer has given me more meaning to my life than I could ever have dreamed of, and my first book sprouted from a dream. Who'd have thunk? That dream will forever be ingrained upon my thoughts because it marked the commencement of a beautiful adventure. Of course, when I started writing that book, I had no plans of trying to get her published and I had no idea what I was doing. Let's just say I was 38.4 degrees below a novice.
Over time and deleting and adding a ton of words, I have learned a thing or two about how to write, about how to juggle life and words, and about the industry. It has not been an easy path, but one in which I feel blessed to have traveled and am still pushing forward through the hills, climbs, plateaus, and occasional valleys.
At the end of the night, I LOVE writing. It is the strength I needed throughout these years. It is my calling in life (well, one of them). I will never quite until my stories are published.
I smile because I write. I smile because no matter how depressed or downtrodden I become, I still write. It's in my flesh, bones, blood, and spirit. And this summer is going to be filled with many new words created by my hand. The future is bright and my words will be like my sun, buoying me up by developing new worlds of wonder for others to enjoy! One day, indeed.
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