Temporarily On Hold:
I've been really negligent about a lot of things this past week. And I feel bad about it.
I try to blog 2 to 3 times a week, but as you can tell, it's been 7 days since I've written anything.
I also feel bad about neglecting my writing. Poor "Charlie" (my 10 yr. old main character) has been sitting in his character sketch and telling me in his little quiet voice what his life is like and how I need to be writing about it. There are so many scenes that I can see in my head that I keep making little notes about so I won't forget them. I know I need to do something about all those notes. And about his quiet little voice.
For such a long time now, my writing has been the most important thing to me. I, like a lot of wanna-be authors, have dreamed of the day I could see my novel on the shelf of a book store, in a library and in the hands of a reader. I've fantasized about getting "the call". I've wanted nothing more than to spend my days pounding out the stories that have gathered in my head.
I have spent every single day for the last few years doing something about my writing...whether it's sending out queries, rewriting my synopsis, jotting down character sketches, researching and just simply writing. It's what my dream is. It's what I want to do for the rest of my life. And I've been learning. A lot.
But I have to be realistic too.
The job I have now is getting to be more than I can physically continue to do. I have hoped and dreamed that when the time comes for me to retire completely, I will be able to be making money with my writing in some form. Since that hasn't happened yet, I have put a lot of thought into what I want to do to supplement my social security. I didn't want just any job. I wanted something that I would enjoy waking up to do.
And then came the concession business. What perfect timing.
Like my writing, I will enjoy getting up to do this, to go to fairs and festivals and craft shows every weekend that we can. It won't be work, but rather a lot of fun. Meeting people, the festival atmosphere, the smells of good food all around us. Wonderful!!
But I won't give up on my writing. It's gotten in my blood and I can't imagine not writing. The story of Charlie is going to be a good one. And maybe this will be the one that makes it into the bookstore or the library and the hands of readers.
And by the way....Congratulations to Nik Wallenda!! A man who never gave up on his dream, no matter what obstacles tried to stand in his way. He said tonight that whatever your goals are, don't ever give up.
Well, my writing can't be compared to walking a tightrope over Niagara Falls, but that was his dream. This is mine. Writing is my passion and I'm taking his advice and never giving up. I want no regrets.
But...for the next week, I have much to do to get ready for our first festival. As of tomorrow, my daughter, Amy, and I will be the proud owners of The Wrap Shack. Our first festival will be the following weekend. And much needs to be done.
So, Charlie, I haven't forgotten about you...I promise. Your story is alive in my thoughts. It will just take a little longer than I thought to get it all on paper. Let me get through this next week then we can spend all the time we need to tell your story.
Quotes of the Day:
A man is not old until regrets take the place of dreams. ~ John Barrymore
All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them. ~ Walt Disney
There is only one thing that makes a dream impossible to achieve: the fear of failure. ~ Paulo Coelho