Before I began writing a book, I though that I knew all about writing. I didn’t.
Before I had kids I thought that I knew all about parenting. I was very, very wrong.
Before I met my husband I thought that I might never be married. He straightened me out pretty quickly.
Life has brought me gray hair far too soon, but I have learned that there are far more important things to stress about. One example: my jiggly arms.
I have long believed that faith in oneself – belief, as it were, in your own abilities – is inextricably tied to that oft-scorned word, “arrogance”. Any person who has gone on to success in their chosen field, had to begin with a firm belief that what they had to say/do/show/sell was worth someone else’s time to listen/watch/look at/buy. They were willing to risk everything, in some cases, so strong was their faith in themselves.
But is that all success is? Of course not. It’s hard work. It’s ambition. It’s timing. Sometimes, it’s even compulsion…an inability to NOT do whatever it is you set out to do. You are compelled. You can’t help yourself. It’s a part of you.
And so I come to me…no longer the non-specific “you”…but me. Gretchen O’Donnell. The compelled one. Compelled to write. Compelled to voice my opinions. Compelled to attempt my dreams because I’ve lived with them for so long that it’s ridiculous to shy away from them any longer.
What is that dream? To write. To write and have someone read it. More than one someone, if possible. Am I arrogant enough to think that anyone will want to read what I write? Apparently I am because here I am, beginning a blog. I am fearful, yes, yet I have enough faith in myself to think that you might value what I have to say. Might want to join in the conversation, even. Might think that it’s been time well spent.
I’ll write about the process I’m beginning: that of getting my book published. I’ll write about being a mom…because that’s who I am. I’ll write about God…because He’s too much a part of my life to separate Him from anything I do. I’ll write about traveling and I’ll write about staying put.
Pretty much I’ll write about whatever strikes me. Which may make me hard to categorize, but is hopefully going to at least make the mundane entertaining.
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