If you've been reading my blog long, or if you know me in person, you know that I have not particularly wanted to be a writer.
I have always loved reading and have always had story ideas in my head, but have never really liked putting the pen to paper. I don't keep a journal regularly or write letters. I got bad grades on all of my compositions and essays and such in school.
But...God has called/directed/guided me to write this story. I have always said that I am willing to do whatever He wants me to. But being willing and doing something willingly are apparently two different things. I can do it and still fuss and whine. I guess that's not really the right way.
I have always asked Him to use me to do things that are bigger than myself. To do things through me that go beyond my own capabilities. I would say this is one of those things. This is an answer to prayer. Because when this book gets finished, it will be a miracle!
So, I am giving up the fussing and whining. I am going to write a novel. Probably another one after that. And a next one, too, if that's the way it goes. And I am going to do it with an eager and joyful spirit. I am declaring this for all of the world to read. So if you catch me whining. If you hear me say, "I never even wanted to write a book." Then remind me that I am no longer fighting it. Remind me that I have decided to embrace this new part of my life with gladness.
It is hard work. I have been shocked at how difficult it is. And it is frightening because to really write, I have to put myself into it and be vulnerable in new ways. And to learn to separate myself from my work when it comes to rejections, etc, will be a difficult thing to do. Is it even possible?
Anyway. I am a writer. I am writing a novel and I am going to have blast doing it!
There, how's that?
