Thursday, September 22, 2011

Jewel Studded Crowns and Other Heavenly Pursuits

In yesterday's review post of The Fulfillment Principle:  Experiencing Real Joy in Your Life, I revealed that it was this little book that tipped the scales for me in pursuing my writing career.  I had been thinking about the idea for awhile now, but the book really showed me that I have a responsibility to God to use those talents.

WhoaWhat?!

A responsibility?  Not just a "get to?"  Well, uh, no, not really, as it turns out.  He gave me the ability, he expects it to be used.  I'd like to be able to give back to Him a ginormous jewel-studded tiara when the time comes to cast our crowns at His feet.  Jewel-studded, dear reader, not just a hokey wire rim with empty divots that I never got around to filling.

It's always been a dream of mine to be an author, not just a writer.  That dream was put on hold while my chickadees were babies.  Now that they are all in school, I thought that it was high time I took another look at this dream God gave me.

I am just in the initial stages of the learning process.  Devouring books that teach about writing and doing a lot of writing myself, of course.  I don't read much non-fiction, although FIRST Wild Card tours has changed that a bit, unless it has to do with the craft of writing fiction.  But a gal can only do so much reading of what others have written, before she has to get her tooshie in gear and write.

Right?!

I mean, whoever heard of a plumber that only reads the textbooks, but doesn't actually ever plumb?  Uh, duh . . .

For a long time that was me.  Now it's time to change that.  And I am so excited.  Excited for the possibilities, excited for the personal development that will occur, excited to be able to finally tell my kids "Yes!" when they ask if my book is done yet.

I am a bit nervous putting this out there. I feel like I am laying it all out on the line.  It means that I will be accountable to any of you at any given moment.  And ultimately, it makes me vulnerable.  But, I recognize that vulnerability can be a good thing.

I have never - and I mean NEVER - been a risk taker.  Give me a handful of dice for a Yahtzee game and I play the same way every time.  Win, lose or draw.  Playing it safe, means that I am not living boldly, though.  Don't get me wrong, I am not gonna get wild -- no tattoos or purple hair for this gal.  But I do want to step out of my ordinary routine - just a little bit.  Someone once said that life doesn't really begin until you step out of your comfort zone.  I do believe there is some truth to that.

So, to sum up:  I am writing.   I am not getting a tattoo.

Although, I maybe a teeny, tiny sparkly nose stud may be in my future.  Gotta start putting all the sparklies someplace.  I'm just sayin'

Counting it all jeweled joy,

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