Thursday, January 29, 2015

passion

image found HERE


What are you passionate about?

Writing? Well of course you are! But what KIND of writing? I mean, what do you enjoy writing about? Do you have a recurring subject that pops up in every book or short story? Take a moment and think about it.

I'll wait.

***

I'll tell you a secret: I do. I've floundered between genres for years wondering why it was so hard for me to settle. I thought I was doing something wrong. I mean, all writers had that ONE genre they were BORN to write. Right?

Perhaps, but genre is not what I'm talking about here. I'm talking about subject matter. I'm talking about deep rooted expressions of something that is rooted to your very soul.

Sound esoteric? Creepy? Are you still there?

Good.

THAT thing (and it may be more than one thing) is your passion. For me it's plants. Gardens. Herbs. Horticulture. Especially botanical folklore. Getting my hands dirty, filling a camera with pictures of green and growing things. Considering how things got their names and the stories behind the commonplace, the weeds and the roses. I've been working with plants my entire life. I was practically born in a garden; I was definitely raised in one. My mother taught my sister and me everything she knew about plants: flowers, trees, vegetables and herbs. My father was always working in the veg and fruit gardens. I thought everyone drank chamomile tea and picked pomegranates off of trees in their back yards.

It was my every-day and I soon discovered that it was actually kind of rare, at least where suburban Georgia is concerned.

I've worked for health food and herb shops. I have a certificate in aromatherapy. I even read books and shamelessly make notes of botanical references.

I draw flowers on everything.

It makes sense to pay attention to things like this. Usually these things are so much a part of our every-day that we fail to notice them. We take them for granted. But when we finally see them, when we finally acknowledge them we realize they are the things that make us special and unique. They are the things that make our WRITING, our ART, unique.

THAT'S what I mean when I say passion.

This passion of mine is just resowing itself upon a new landscape. It's been laying dormant in fallow ground for a long, long time. Suddenly, with new light and air, it's beginning to bud. I have a feeling that come spring time, an entirely new landscape will appear.

Right here.

On this very blog :D

Have you ever considered blending your hobbies with your writing? Have you ever wondered if you could carve out a bit of a niche in this wide, over-populated world of writing with some special addiction? Go ahead! Let it out of the box! There's no shame in being the most prolific blogger on chocolate and the way it connects us to our writing! Come on...what's YOUR passion? What could YOU hide --like little Easter eggs-- in your work?



Wednesday, January 28, 2015

growth

image found HERE

Growth is a natural part of life. Madeleine L'Engle, through one of her beloved characters in "A Wind in the Door" paraphrased a great scientific truth when she had Charles Wallace intone, "An organism that refuses to adapt or change will die."

This is true in writing of any kind.

We are given rigid "rules" of the craft. Yes, some of them are there for a reason. End a sentence with a period. An exclamation gets a mark that bears it's name. Don't abuse semicolons; understand a ellipses before you use it...

How do we grow as writers? Is there fertilizer for the writer's craft?

Yes.

It's called practice and letting go.

We learn by doing, it's a well known fact. The more you do something, the more proficient you become at it. When we write everyday, even if it's just a note, we become better at expressing ourselves. Many times we shun this simple fact because we don't see any improvement. We see the same old, tired themes and plots.

That's where the second principle comes in.

When everything we do sounds and smells and tastes like everything before it's time to throw out the cookbook and start going free-form.

GASP! You mean DON'T follow the writer's guidelines mapped out in "Best Selling Author's Book"?

Yep.

Of course we must follow grammar and punctuation (most of the time) and of course our writing must make sense (I think there are ways around this too). The point is we must let go of the rigid rules we've set for ourselves. We put up borders. "I can't write THAT" we say. We turn up our noses at unknown genres and plot twists. We shake our heads violently when an idea pops up that challenges deep-held beliefs.

Sometimes we get an idea that would completely revolutionize our own writing. An idea that would allow us to relax into ourselves, a self that we somehow lost along the way.

Don't do that. Don't turn down an opportunity to let your soul run wild. Some may not understand but you'll be authentic in your writing. The more authentic you are, the more REAL your writing will be. The more real your writing, the more readers will find you and say, "YES!!! This person UNDERSTANDS!!" You will connect with people on a far deeper level than you can with rehashed plots and well used characters.

Go ahead. Let fly that crazy idea you have. Start writing in that "forbidden" genre you've somehow got yourself believing you "just can't do". Give your blog a fresh face. Teach us something NEW!! We all need ideas. Be a fountain of information. Become an expert in something that you can share with the rest of us, something we can turn to in our own writing with a, "Well I never thought of THAT before?!"

We write to discover ourselves and the world around us.

Be a catalyst of discovery.




Tuesday, January 27, 2015

evolution

image found HERE

Writers are, as a species, hard on themselves. We tend to criticize EVERYTHING we do, pick it apart with that proverbial fine toothed comb. We encourage others, tell them to "be themselves" and to "ignore the inner critic" and yet we adamantly refuse to take our own advice.

We are ever-changing beings. Our bodies, our minds, our clothing choices evolve over time. Why, then, shouldn't our blogs?

I have been blogging for 8 years and I have seen blogs come and go; I've created and closed blogs. And I've watched many blogs go from something stagnate or floundering into a blossoming rose garden of magnificence.

THAT'S how it should be. We SHOULD be encouraged to grow and shift and change. We should allow our passions to over-ride convention. Why would you want to keep doing something that has grown stale?

I wouldn't and I don't.

I applaud those who take leaps of faith and allow their blog to organically absorb what they love. Perhaps some bloggers (and writers in general) don't realize it as it happens. Perhaps it's one of those things that they look back on and see the transition. It's natural as it happens; why would it jolt them?

And some may leave the fold, some may arrive.

The point is, in blogging and writing and, well, LIFE, we MUST allow ourselves to FIND ourselves. Allow your heart and soul to emerge from whatever it is you've been told to write, what you've been told you MUST do in order to have a "successful" blog or book.

Success is, of course, relative.

Go after your own passion and see what doors it opens!

Have you shifted your blog focus? Have you considered doing so? Have you ever changed genres, shifting from something "everyone approved of" into something that you KNEW would bring about a bit of persecution? Just curious...



Friday, January 23, 2015

A New Book (and a bit of Embroidery)

You simply cannot take me into an antique store and expect me to not walk out with at least one dusty old tome in my possession. Especially when said dusty old tome is only $17.50 :)

Cambridge Corporation, Limited of Montreal released 1,000 sets of Beautiful Britain. I happened upon the volume on Wales. It contains 74 gorgeous color plates painted by Robert Fowler and text written by Edward Thomas.

This book is gorgeous:


Funny story, if you click over to a description on biblio.com, the same painting is used to represent the lovely edition that's posted for sale.

It's very much a glorified travelogue, with descriptions of the people and places Mr. Thomas encounters in his ramblings across the Welsh countryside. I've always wanted to go to Wales. Perhaps it's because I don't know anyone who has been there. It could be because the landscape is mythic and breathtakingly beautiful. Maybe it's the fact their language is utterly indecipherable. Then again, it could be because they have one of the most beautiful book festivals in the entire world, in the charmingly named town of Hay-on-Wye.

Why don't I live in a place called Hay-on-Wye? How about Savannah-by-the-Sea? There. I like that better.

Old books have such character. This one has pebbly leather which I haven't seen since I was a little girl. A grandparent or aunt had a bible covered in the same type of leather. I'm a sucker for tactile experiences and this book is a delight! The cover is knobby, the endpapers are textured and dark, navy blue and the paper is crinkly and smells of old libraries and attics. The papers dividing the prints are that delightful vellum that rustles like dry leaves, making me afraid I may rip it when I gently turn it over. 

This is definitely going in my TBR pile for 2015. It certainly constitutes as a book I've never read. I'd never even heard of it (or the series) until Monday! 

Ah discovery!

Have you ever discovered a book that sucked you in and practically begged you to take it home?

And totally unrelated to books, here's a bit of embroidery work I did for some Christmas gifts this year:


I got back into embroidery because it combines two things I love most: drawing and stitching. Plus it's relaxing and seeing those little multi-colored lines gives me such a sense of accomplishment. 

Of course, I wouldn't recommend trying to stitch 6 pieces in the span of two weeks while working full time. It's not very smart...so I hear...from other, reliable sources :P

Have you ever tried to tackle a craft project for the holidays only to find you've bitten off more than you can chew? What's your favorite craft? Have you ever sketched and stitched your own embroidery pattern? Know anyone who does?

Ever onward, Friends. Onward and Upward! And happy weekend :)



Thursday, January 22, 2015

A-Z Musings: It's Never too Early

Good morning!

Don't let the title fool you. You haven't missed anything. This is purely for my own mind-sorting.

If you don't know what the A-Z Challenge is, go HERE. Now. I'll wait...

Now then, you know that every April in blog world there's a mass frenzy of posting. Everyone who participates (and believe me it's a LOT) chooses a theme and posts on a different topic that corresponds to the letter of the day. We post Monday - Saturday taking a break only on Sunday (or playing catch-up. Not that I've EVER done that...*cough*...)

I didn't participate last year. Things were a bit crazy as I recall. But THIS year - I'm so excited! It's such a fun romp through the blog-verse AND you get to meet so many amazing people! It's a lot of work but it's also a LOT of fun!

I've been musing over what my theme should be since December. I want it to be something amazing and of course I want it to be wildly popular. Of course, I'll settle for something that's fun for me, interesting for you, and that can possibly help every writer in some way.

And that theme, Friends, has finally revealed itself.

Now, I'm not going to reveal it just yet. Oh no. We have a special day for that :). In fact, there's a whole Them Reveal Blog Hop in the month of March.

Did I mention we're all a bit crazy to do this?

I also mentioned how much fun it is, right?

So go on, click over to the A-Z website. Read a bit. And when the sign up page goes live, do yourself a favor: SIGN UP!

You'll be so glad that you did! It will definitely make you a better blogger, introduce you to some amazing people, and quite possibly help you become a better writer.

Ever onward,

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Get Away

Get away from what you're used to.

Better yet, get away from what's become 'the norm'.

Let go of everything that's bogging you down: mentally, emotionally, physically, spiritually.

Step back a moment to a place where you're safe.

Take a trip as close to home as you can get.

Let the familiar bathe you in rest and allow your mind to wander -

without obligation...

without deadline

The return refreshed and ready to attack!

There were a hundred things to do but now you're left with half.

Deep breath ---

exhale

GO!

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This past weekend we went back to metro-Atlanta to visit with family and friends. We slept until 9:30 and ate bacon and cheese dip (not at the same time, but I will not judge you if you do!) I was afraid returning and seeing all my friends would make me realize that I'd made some tragic mistake moving away.

But it did the opposite!

I realize now that we are in the right place. We have such a HUGE support system back "home" and we are just now beginning to lay the foundations for one here, our new Home. I've excited to see where the year will take us. I've narrowed down some plans and even got my A-Z Challenge theme nailed down!

What about YOU? Did anything amazingly wonderful happen this weekend? Or did you finally get some much needed rest? Work out a difficult story line? Turn the mulch in the garden? Just curious...

Onward, Friends! Ever onward.


Friday, January 16, 2015

"And all the stars will be laughing"

**Disclaimer: This post starts out rather gloomy but I promise it ends well. Thank you in advance for contributing to my therapy session.**

So it's Friday.

I need it to be Wednesday. Seriously. I'm leaving to go out of town tomorrow morning and I still have 1 million things to do and not near enough time in which to do them all.

How does that happen? Why is it so hard to find/make the time for what's important? Like folding that basket of laundry that's been sitting in the chair for over a week. Or the dishes that have been sitting there for longer than I care to mention. Or finishing up some projects that came about due to unforeseen events.

Sorry. I didn't intend for this to be a "woe is me" post. I'm glad to be going back to Metro-Atlanta to visit friends and family. It's going to be a whirlwind trip, cramming a TON of visits into just three days. We'll get to hang out with a lot of people we haven't seen since October.

It's kind of weird, you know? We've only been gone for three months. That's nothing, really. Just three months. But it feels like three years. FOREVER. So much has happened; so much has changed and so much has not gone "according to plan". It's a weird kind of existence...as if I'm here but insubstantial.

Without substance.

Hollow...

...and yet I know we're where we are supposed to be at THIS time in our lives.

Intangibility. It is bent on defining me. It's as if I inhabit some strange otherworld between the living and the washed away. Nothing, however, could convince me to throw in the towel, give up or turn back.

NOTHING.

Could be that I'm stubborn.

Could be that I'm just foolish enough to believe in huge dreams.

Could be I'm deliriously tired!

All of the above? Yeah. That's about right.

There's a scene in "The Return of the King" where Sam and Frodo are trudging up Mount Doom and they collapse. They've been through so much, far more than they bargained for when they set off on their Grand Adventure. Nothing had worked out as they had planned. They were hit with one hardship after another, one set back after another. As they're sitting there amid the ash and waste of Mordor, Sam looks up and sees a glimpse of a star shining above the smoke and ruin. He tells Frodo that the star gives him comfort, that it reminds him that there are things that are still good far above and beyond the pain and suffering they are currently experiencing. If they remember that there really is good out there that is untouched by the trouble around them, they can remain heartened and encouraged enough to see through to the end of their task.

There is so much wisdom in that.

There really IS beauty out there untouched by our present circumstances. There are things beyond our suffering and pain. Eternal things amid the temporal calamities.

Keep your eyes on the stars, Friends, and remember: even if you can't see them, because the smoke is thick or the clouds are dark, they are still there. Shining. Eternal. Lending their light. And if you look hard enough, and if you gaze upward long enough, there will be a break in the gloom and you'll see them.

Even if just for a moment, you'll see them and you'll be reminded of what you're fighting for.

Keep fighting. Keep moving forward. And by all means, have a WONDERFUL weekend :D







Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Literary Comfort Food

GORGEOUS illustration by Abby Wright found HERE


All I want to do in winter is hibernate, and by hibernate I mean drink tea, read books, and watch The Lord of the Rings. Since this isn't a perfect world, I settle for re-reading my old stand-bys: a bunch of rumpled tomes I've read a dozen or more times each. I call them Literary Comfort Food. I crave them like a hipster craves Fair Trade coffee.

Have you ever craved a book? I mean you're in the middle of reading something new, something fantastic and then, you see it: The Old Favorite. You can't get it out of your mind! You dream about it. Finally, you cave; you close the New Shiny and start reading Old Faithful. Sure you know how it ends, but you always (ALWAYS) get something new from this well-worn stack of pages.

December is when I begin. I start with Susan Cooper's The Dark is Rising Sequence. From there I dive into Greer Gilman's unbelievable linguistic waltz in Moonwise, all the while reading Susan Wittig Albert's The Cottage Tales of Beatrix Potter. Running the gambit, aren't it? MG fantasy based on Celtic folklore, breath-takingly beautiful fantasy based on old (OLD) British folklore and cozy mysteries based on the life of Beatrix Potter.

Aside from Moonwise (which takes a LONG time to read), I stop feasting on these pantry staples and start experimenting with exotic cuisine. It's time to step out of my reading comfort zone and start reading the stack of books on my shelves I've never read. Yes, kids, I own books I've never opened! I'm starting with the two bottom shelves of my living room stacks. You see, I brought these books on purpose when we moved. I on purpose left a lot of my favorites back in Atlanta because I KNEW if I gave myself no choice, I would read something new.

That starts on February 01st. I'm not sure what I'll read yet. Maybe I'll just close my eyes and grab and see what happens. I plan on reading at minimum of 52 books this year. So far, I'm at 3. Yay!

So hear goes! I'm excited, truly. I haven't read anything NEW, new since college. That was two years ago. Sure, I read some stuff for my book club but I wasn't excited about it. Don't ask me why. I think I was in withdrawal from all that "read this or else" of school. Now I'm reading "new" because I want to!

What about you? Do you have any reading goals for the year? Do you tend to return to the same books again and again or are you the type who can't stand reading ANYTHING more than once? What book have you read more times than any other? Me, A Wrinkle in Time by Madeleine L'Engle. If my old favorites are comfort food, Wrinkle is a dozen, gooey chocolate chip cookies and an extra large steaming mug of rich, cocoa topped with whipped cream in the shape of a kitten. Seriously. It's that good to me :D

Happy Wednesday!

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

The 2015 Goal Post

Happy Tuesday!

Today I'm starting something new. In reading the wonderful IWSG posts for this month, I came across many writers who publicly announce their writing goals for the coming year. Several intrepid writers even listed their goals from the previous year and told us whether or not they accomplished them.

I found this to be very brave. Considering I'm not FEELING particularly brave, I thought I would "act as if" and follow suit. Consider this my first annual Goal Post!

There's a pun there...wait for it...you're welcome :)

But enough Tom-foolery! Do you make goals for the new year? Every new year? I do. I always have. When I was younger, I called them resolutions but now I know that's just a fancy word for "nice things I'd like to do but in all actuality will not". A dozen years or so ago I adopted the word "goals" for my plans for the new year. A goal is something you work towards. It's not wishful thinking. It's a plan and, if we stick to our plans, we are far more likely to find ourselves victorious than if we make a wish and send it up with a falling disco ball in NYC.

What are your goals for the new year? Do you write them down, outline them out, month by month, or simply type it into your phone and go about your merry way? I'm a planner. I write my goals down and try to dissect them, month by month, until I get to December. Or so I used to. I've found that does nothing but make me feel as if I'm constantly running behind. Sure, I've got the preliminary outline of this years' goals but I've decided to send it to File 13. Instead, I'm going to write them down, in a list, and leave it at that. Tack it to the wall so it stares me down each morning. No details, just a simple To Do list to keep me on track.

And I've decided to take it a step further and write it down -

HERE

- for all of YOU to see:

(This should have been my post for the Insecure Writer's Support Group last week. Or, instead, I'll start a Scared Out of My Wits Writer's Support Group. Consider this post number one. Memberships are available. All are welcome.)

2015 WRITING GOALS


1. Write and edit one novel
2. Outline a collection of lifestyle books
3. Write, edit, and submit (eep!) 12 short stories
4. Write, edit, and submit (double eep!) 12 essays
5. Post three days a week RIGHT HERE

Maybe that looks like a lot to you; maybe it doesn't look like much at all. I am, however, going to go even further out on this shaky limb and elaborate:

1. This novel is actually the start of a new series, a series that has been mulling about in my brain for years but that I didn't even recognize as a series. It's NOT a genre I've previously been acquainted with. In fact, I'll go so far as to say I once said I'd NEVER write in this genre, no not me!!

2. Lifestyle books: not something I thought I'd ever do! Seriously, I love to READ lifestyle books and magazines but write them? Not I! That's for infinitely more qualified people than me.

3 & 4. A dozen short stories and essays. No worries. These are stories and essays that have been languishing, partially written, in file folders, for YEARS. Some were stories I submitted for course work during my degree program. They seriously need fresh air.

5. Ah, the blog-work. Ever since I left my full-time position at a desk job I've struggled with a regular blog posting schedule. This unfortunately also includes reading and commenting on the blogs of others. It takes me a week to weed through the IWSG posts that I enjoy AND to repay the visits made by others.  I get frustrated and feel as if I'm letting everyone down. BUT I love it here. I love blogging and I love this community. It may take me a while to get to you, but get to you I shall! It's hard when you're not in front of a computer all day but I won't use that as an excuse any more.

There.

Now I've done it. I've sent my writing goals out there into the Universe for all the blog world to see!! I could add a #6 which would be "Participate in the A-Z Challenge" but that's a given.

And I can't wait!

I can't wait to see what you all are up to this year, what you have planned. And I can't wait to see where these five goals will take me.

That you for allowing me to share them with you!

Cheers and Happy Writing New Year!! Here's to a year of hard work and goals accomplished and may we gather here next year with NEW goals and even BIGGER dreams!


Friday, January 9, 2015

Gothic Horror at the British Library


From "Terror and Wonder: the Gothic Imagination" at The British Library


The British Museum has a fascinating exhibit going on through the 20th of January. The curators have culled over 200 artifacts from the 250 years of Gothic tradition and put them on display. What a fantastic thing! It's a shame I'm not in England (for more reasons than this). Among the items for the viewing pleasure of those interested in the macabre are handwritten drafts of both Mary Shelley's Frankenstein and Bram Stoker's Dracula. 

Gothic literature began with Horace Walpole's The Castle of Otranto and has been delightfully frightening readers ever since. Walpole published his novel in the 18th century and turned the morals of the time upside down. He postulated horror and gave the public the ability to visualize it right alongside his characters.

I've been entranced with Gothic literature since I stumbled upon it some 19 years ago. Many people find it cumbersome and downright obnoxious. And it's true: Gothic writers tend to be flowery, over the top, long in explanation and take an ETERNITY to get to the point. Some -Lovecraft comes to mind- never really do. The appeal of Gothic literature is that it appeals to the dark reaches of the soul. It challenges reality and asks the hard questions: what IF? What would you do? Is it possible? Gothic literature pulls our horrors from our nightmares and thrusts them into our faces.

It also shows us that our fears are nothing new; they've been recirculated (and in some instances, regurgitated) for centuries. The ghosts change, the werewolves have different names, but the fact remains: the supernatural is just beyond the grasp of human understanding. And we are all guilty of fearing that which we do not understand.

But there's something else Gothic (and all horror) literature does. It reveals to us the true nature of ourselves and other humans. It tears down the walls of what goes bump in the night and shines a spotlight on the issues that plague us. Horror skirts the obvious and goes for the jugular ( ba-dum) forcing us to take a long, hard look at what WE have done to OURSELVES.

The horror writer may not come out and say he is writing about abuse or neglect or loneliness or abandonment. She may not directly confront famine and disease and crimes of war or governments which refuse to take care of ALL of its citizens. The topics are there, however, for the discerning reader. They may take the form of vampires, chainsaw wielding murderers or aliens from Venus but the demons are all too real.

Check out the exhibit description and the fun video. Go to Gutenberg.org and read Walpole's classic tale of Gothic suspense. Listen to the Library's podcast which gives us an idea of where the vampire and zombie came from. Spend hours of your important time wondering what the CRAP Twilight has to do with any of this.  Please. I don't like being confounded alone.

Go read some Lovecraft!

Thursday, January 8, 2015

DIY Book Plates and Ephemeral JACKPOT!


I absolutely ADORE bookplates! Tiny little ex libres that let all who borrow your beloved tomes know to WHOM they belong. They're classy and stylish and FUN not to mention they're pathetically old fashioned.

What's not to love?

Craft Foxes posted THIS lovely article on making your own bookplates. I am in love with anything to do with making my own "this book belongs to" stickers. The real gem (pardon the pun) is that the images come from the database of the British Library's Flickr page.

WHAT?!

Yes. The British Library has a Flickr page. Ephemera Enthusiasts beware: this Flickr stream is FULL of old images, most in the public domain. Can you say "paper craft gold-mine"?

Scissor and paste party at my place! BYOB!

First rainy off day, or excruciatingly cold afternoon, I'm printing out a dozen of these lovelies. The only trouble is trying to decide which books to adorn? Then again, I could spare myself the turmoil and print ALL the images!

Dear Photoshop, 
I apologize in advance for the epic overuse of your services to make 4,000 bookplates.
Sincerely,


Wednesday, January 7, 2015

IWSG January 2015

Welcome! Today is the FIRST Insecure Writer's Support Group post of 2015. Happy New Year! I trust you all had a wonderful holiday season. If this is your first time here or you aren't quite sure what the Insecure Writer's Support Group is, click over HERE and find out!

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A little bit about me for those of you just joining this fantastic group: I'm a writer, a voracious reader, and an accomplished tea drinker. I've dabbled in many genres, earned a degree in Creative Writing, and recently upped stakes to pursue a dream of living by the sea. I have just recently found my niche in the writing world. Not counting the recipe for chocolate oatmeal cream pies in a cookbook five years ago, I am, so far, unpublished. That, however, is soon to change!


***


Insecurities loom at us any time of the year. They seem mammoth at the beginning. We have goals, dreams and visions. We wonder if we'll achieve them. Where will we be on December 31 2015? What if those goals fall short? Many times these fears prevent us from stepping out and moving forward. True, you may NOT achieve all your goals for this year. You may not reach your dream by New Year's Eve. BUT I'll tell you a secret: if you work REALLY HARD in pursuit of a goal, regardless of if it is successful in the way you hope, you WILL move forward. No experience is ever lost. The only way you won't move forward is if you stand still and refuse to try.


Four months ago my husband and I lived in a comfortable house in a comfortable small town. We had friends, we were connected and involved. We both had jobs that weren't remarkable but they were OK. No complaints really except we knew we weren't where we wanted (or needed) to be. Three months ago I said "YES" to a crazy idea and now we're in the city we know we belong in. We cut our living space in less than half. My husband has yet to find work. Aside from the fact my job ROCKS, this move has been NOTHING that we thought it would be.


But we did it and it's working.


We see the potential and we see our goals getting closer and closer, bit by tiny bit every single day.


WHY?


Because we tied our insecurities to the bumper and drove 300 miles away.


They're still here, looming out of the corner, chiding us for leaving, berating us for loss and lack BUT we are 300 miles closer to our dreams.


AND THAT is worth all the security in the world.


I've been blogging since 2007. It's been an on again off again venture but I can't seem to quit. I am insecure every time I sit down and write a post. But I keep writing. I keep planning and I keep dreaming for my own little place in cyber-space. Why? Because if I stop dreaming or moving I'll die. Not physically, but creatively.


I like to think of this place as The Little Blog that Could. Things are in the works, friends, that I'm excited about and terrified of. Things that I cannot do on my own. HUGE dreams that need roots before I can give them wings. This little blog is about to pick up momentum. I'm scared. What if no one cares? What if no one reads it? Guess what? It doesn't matter.


What matters is I tell my insecurities to go jump in the ocean and that I write, and I write, and I write. I dream and I do and I work REALLY HARD and not say NO.


Because if I do that, I'll be somewhere pretty awesome at the end of this shiny new year.


Where exactly? I don't know yet. But that, dear friends, is half the adventure!


Happy New Year! Here's to big dreams, crazy goals, and far, far reaching vision.

Cheers,

Jen