Tuesday, January 20, 2009

What I've been looking for

For the longest time I've said I don't know what I want to do with my life. But time after time I turn back to my writing. It has been the only constant in my life since I woke up the morning of my 12th birthday, well writing and Hanson. Yes, they are still alive and rockin'.
So, I'm gonna keep writing. I don't know how to do anything else as well. I was talking to my mom the other day and I said "I love to write but I'll never make any money at it or even get published." She looked at me and said "Why not? You never knoe until you try." And mom is right. She always is. (And I know she's probably the first and sometimes only person to read my blog, so thanks, Mom!)
I'm currently in the last few chapters of what will be my first complete book. I have a few others that aren't finished yet, but they will be. Then it's editing and proofing then ship it off to publishing agencies, then hopefully someone will take a chance and if dreams really do come true, I'll do more than just make coffee at Border's. I'm reading the book "See Jane Write". It's by a chick lit author and a chick lit publisher, so I figure they'll know better than me how to get my chick lit books somewhere other than my little 2G memory stick.

This year, of all my 23.5 years (as of tomorrow), seems to be more hopeful than the rest. I turned on the TV this morning just in time to watch President Obama get sworn in and then listen to his speech. I may disagree with the president on several points, but his speech was pretty inspiring to someone like me who felt like high school was the best I'd ever be. I don't know what it was, but I cried during his speech. I prayed for him and his cabinet and our country. For the first time in a long while, I feel like I really can do and be anything I want. Even in this crappy economy, with the bills/debt that I have, I don't feel as out of control as I had. But I also read that one of the authors of "S.J.W." (see above) made $7000 for her first book, and not that I would end up in the same situation, but hey that's enough for me to get off my lazy butt and research, write, read, wrote some more, edit, realize that some of what I wrote makes no sense, so re-write it, research some more, hide the characters who are based on real poeple well enough to keep them guessing, edit again, have some one else read it and not say it's crap, then send it off and try not to hold my breath. Well, I feel more hopeful than I did last week, that's all that matters.

2 comments:

Welcome to our crazy blessed life said...

Hi there! I read your blog! :) Just so you know Bobby and I have the poem you wrote for our wedding framed and in our room!

Unknown said...

thanks Karen