What a Difference a Year Makes...
December 2nd 2006 02:06
The racing heartbeat has stilled, the frantic tapping of fingers striking keyboards has stilled all over the world. Husbands and wives are probably speaking again and single mothers and/or fathers once again have no reason to avoid their sometimes solitary duties.
To the confused ... I'm referring to the end of National Novel Writing Month. As much as I'd like to ring the chimes and triumphantly announce that I did it! Completed 50,000 words in thirty days ... alas, that is not the case. I completed all of about 4,000 words ... maybe and I have the nerve to not even feel guilty about it... LOL.
Last year this time, I was frantically writing and stressing and loving it ... however... this year I was in a different place. A lot happier and a lot less depressed. I don't know about you, but I hardly ever write just for the sake of writing. It's either for a class, research for a newsletter or three (I've got about eight of them), journaling (so I don't forget stuff or to make sense of stuff or to work out my angst). This usually means that no fluffy prose is to be had by me: deep ... maybe, melancholy ... no doubt, uncomfortably frank ... a given and mostly laced with a dash of madcap humor. That's the closest I can get to fiction ... and I'm finally making my peace with that.
Why? Because when I look back at my post this time last year ... I feel and see the emotion, the anguish, uncertainty, the ennui ... and the growth. This year ... my fears were realized, incoming funds has at times been certain, but there is a certain exhilaration and peace in my spirit that wasn't there last year.
I asked God for change and He made it happen. Was it easy, comfortable, by the numbers? Hey-eck no! But at the end of the day I am thankful to be where I am -- a published author, with a new home church, singing on a fully voiced choir of about fifty or more and just about to begin coordinating/directing a youth choir.
Moral of the story? Don't be afraid to ask God for a change in your situation ... however, be advised that said change will never be how or what you expect and will most likely stretch you further than you've ever stretched before. This is my opinion is a good thing, because if we remain stagnant, we're not growing and like a branch broken from a tree ... we've begun the countdown towards death.
Blessings,
Dee
To the confused ... I'm referring to the end of National Novel Writing Month. As much as I'd like to ring the chimes and triumphantly announce that I did it! Completed 50,000 words in thirty days ... alas, that is not the case. I completed all of about 4,000 words ... maybe and I have the nerve to not even feel guilty about it... LOL.
Last year this time, I was frantically writing and stressing and loving it ... however... this year I was in a different place. A lot happier and a lot less depressed. I don't know about you, but I hardly ever write just for the sake of writing. It's either for a class, research for a newsletter or three (I've got about eight of them), journaling (so I don't forget stuff or to make sense of stuff or to work out my angst). This usually means that no fluffy prose is to be had by me: deep ... maybe, melancholy ... no doubt, uncomfortably frank ... a given and mostly laced with a dash of madcap humor. That's the closest I can get to fiction ... and I'm finally making my peace with that.
Why? Because when I look back at my post this time last year ... I feel and see the emotion, the anguish, uncertainty, the ennui ... and the growth. This year ... my fears were realized, incoming funds has at times been certain, but there is a certain exhilaration and peace in my spirit that wasn't there last year.
I asked God for change and He made it happen. Was it easy, comfortable, by the numbers? Hey-eck no! But at the end of the day I am thankful to be where I am -- a published author, with a new home church, singing on a fully voiced choir of about fifty or more and just about to begin coordinating/directing a youth choir.
Moral of the story? Don't be afraid to ask God for a change in your situation ... however, be advised that said change will never be how or what you expect and will most likely stretch you further than you've ever stretched before. This is my opinion is a good thing, because if we remain stagnant, we're not growing and like a branch broken from a tree ... we've begun the countdown towards death.
Blessings,
Dee
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