As a former reporter and article writer (and editor and publisher of several online newsletters in the early 2000s), it’s no surprise that I eventually burned out and didn’t want anything to do with writing anymore. I attempted several times in the last couple of years to revive my dead writing career, but nothing ever felt right. I simply wasn’t interested. I thought writing was just done for me.
Still, I continued to blog, and I continued to write poetry on the side, and I even continued on the version of my memoir that was never going to really be finished. Then one day, I even stopped writing that memoir – well, at least in the same way I’d always written it. Through the years, it’s always been my hope to write what matters to me, what can move others to laughter or tears. But not until now have I realized I had to let go of the way I once thought my writing career would look (published dramatic memoir and lots of fiction novels), and embrace how it looks now.
I see myself now as one who writes from the heart – about God, about life, about love, about healing, and about journeys toward happiness and fearlessness. That is the new direction my memoir has taken, and that is the direction my writing career is taking. As a writer and photographer, I am building a new career that is based on God’s plan for me (so yes, you may call me a Christian writer, if you prefer), building upon all I’ve been through and learned in life. So, I begin again.
I am a writer of that which moves the heart, a poet of life, and a photographer capturing all the beauty that is my everyday world, and I give all the glory to God.
