CELEBRATE This Week: LI
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It is almost-still, but not quite. Hannah is up, getting ready for her final race of the season. Andy is up, making her breakfast, making me coffee.
The wind whistles and I imagine a cyclone of citrus-colored leaves scattering outside.
It is my favorite time of year. I’m clomping words onto the page. This is a celebration.
I wonder if part of my writing process is feeling lost. Trying to write my way through, only to wonder if any of the words matter. My writing territory is changing.
My living-territory is changing too. This week was a landmark — a point that I will look back to and say, There. Right there, is when life changed. This week 17 women gathered in my living room to dream and pray about a community-wide women’s ministry. The Fall bible study begins next Thursday and I will be leading it on the topic of friendship.
I’m excited about this unexpected movement in my life. I’m excited how my passion for story and love for scripture and knowledge of teaching are all coming together in a new way. Yet, I’m stunted in my writing.
Christy gave me wise words this week: Write for yourself.
The way her advice prompted this response in my heart made it clear that I’m in the way of my writing. When did I stop writing the story I wanted to write? When did I quit writing the story that’s banging around in my bones?
Under my nightstand sits a basket. In the basket are all kinds of writer-things. I pulled out an oversize legal tablet and unwrapped a brand-new favorite pen. Then I started marking-up the page, filling it with words, words that begged to be written, because they are my story. The story only I can write.
I wrote every day this week. This isn’t a celebration. This is expected. The celebration is I wrote everyday this week for me. I filled 19 pages on that oversize legal tablet.
And I remembered.
I remembered that when I’m writing for me, it’s a little scary to share the words with the world. It takes a lot of courage to be a writer.
It might take even more courage for a writer to shift her territory.
Here’s to being brave and following the words where they take us. This is always a celebration.