I did something the other day that has opened the floodgate of acknowledgement and it wasn't nearly as terrifying as I have made it out to be all these years.
I have bugged every living soul at my work about my NANOWrimo contest this month, which I'm ahead of schedule by the way... 32,914 words to be exact. One friend in particular passed the info along to another I'm not much acquainted with, and when he asked me a literary questions, he said, "You're the writer, what do you think?" It was such a small moment, but oh so big, so very big. Huge. Enormous. Wonderful.
My cat is out of the bag. I will cherish that moment for a very long time.
It has been very difficult for me to even admit to myself that I could be a writer. Only my closest friends were in the "know" for so many years, and even then it was difficult to let them read what I wrote.
Growth!!! I'm showing growth!!! The mama bird has kicked her chick out of the nest and guess what!?! She figured out how to fly. :)
What makes this even more incredible for me, is the fact I was finally able to share it with my friends at church. That sounds kind of odd, I know, but it is a hangup I have had for a very long time. Nothing that they did of course, it was all me. (It usually is) I just never felt secure enough to bring it up, and one day I realized they didn't know me well enough to know to ask. But that wasn't their fault. I didn't let them know me... isn't that funny.
ANYWAY, my Sunday School teacher asked if anyone had any prayer requests or praise reports. No one said anything. He then asked, "Has no one had anything good happen to them this week?" I believe that was God's way of nudging me along. I spoke up and told them about my writer's group and the NANOWrimo contest. My teacher is actually a published author, which has been one of the reasons I've held back, silly I know, but that's the way it is... I think he was the most interested of all :). It as wonderful, and so liberating.
Even my mom has gotten on the bandwagon. Actually, my parents have always been there, just in their quiet ways. But she has made an effort to ask things like, "So, did you get any writing done?"
Warm and fuzzy is all I can say. This is a very good day.
Good Morning Favorites
Follow the grain in your own wood. -- Howard Thurman
About Me
- Shelley_liz
- I am the mom of two great kids (when they're not driving me crazy ;). I have been married for almost 20 years. When I grow up I want to be a writer. I teach a grade-school class on Wednesday nights, which give me the chance to stretch my creative side. I love to write, draw, create pictures on the computer, read, spend time with my kids and husband.