I love to write. It is my passion. Like other parts of me, this love lay dormant for many years. I had dreamed about traveling the world and writing about my escapades. I wanted my office to be a simple corner desk at the Washington Post. As a child I loved to create stories about people and places of interest. I was a child who, at age eleven, announced she was going to join the Peace Corps to help people and write about the experience. Surely it would be a Pulitzer Prize worthy endeavor. In college my professors told me I was talented and should pursue a career in journalism. Their words of encouragement will not be forgotten.
I didn't join the Peace Corps. I fell in love. I had my heart broken. I healed. I got married. I had kids. I put my career on hold and the only writing I did for many years was journaling.
So here I am. Starting over in so many ways. One of the things I've come to realize is that it's never too late. I'm in my 40's, I'm not dead. Why not? So here I go. It started with this blog. In writing my little daily thoughts and experiences whether it be my passion for triathlon, a life lesson, a fear, or just a day in the life, I'm gaining power over my fear. I'm putting myself out there, making contacts and landing writing jobs. I'm allowing myself to be vulnerable. That's not an easy thing for me. However I recognize that in vulnerability comes strength.
When I'm vulnerable I'm living...
I am taking chances. I have opened a door to an entirely different future. A future only I can create. Good stuff!
The journaling I engaged in throughout the last 20 years is what I'm using as a basis for the book I am writing. I'm finally looking fear in the face and putting chapters together. As a writer I have the ability to live in a fantasy world. Creativity at work. Writing a piece of fiction (loosely based upon real events) is proving to be a blast. The characters come to life beneath my fingertips and the story plays out in my head and evolves on paper. My passion is slowly coming to fruition. And as it is coming a little later than I had planned, it will be so much sweeter.
My blog has been my baby. My jumping off point. Ultimately it has been therapeutic for me. It has allowed me to be honest and straightforward about where I am in life. I'm putting my heart into my posts, and letting it all out. Like it or not, it's me. I hope you like it...