The Wall….

Hello Darlings, I hope this finds you well. I have been crazy busy. I changed jobs and love the new one. It allows me to do what I love, write and actually work. It is amazing that I get to do what I love to do. Which is to write. Yet I have hit the wall. I am almost done with my second book and once again I hit that place where it becomes hard to write. Not that I don’t know what I want to say, I know what direction I want to go and I know the basic sediment that I want to leave. No the wall that I normally hit is this, “Will what I am writing make a difference? Will it do what I dream and hope it will? Help someone in life. Will it give someone that sense of connection? That they are not alone, will they walk away with just a bit of I am going to carry that with me for a while. We all do that you know? We have that saying or the line from a book or movie that we always quote. That means that for what ever reason you connected with that one moment. Then that one moment is something that you tell others and if you connected with it well enough then you find yourself telling others of it…A LOT.

Maybe I am just putting on myself. Maybe I just need to write and hope for the best. Yet that is just not my style. I think there are sometimes too many people shouting from the roof tops about something they really know nothing about. They make noise because they can. Yet it is just that, noise. They really are not saying anything that makes a difference. Have you ever noticed that it is the quiet person that has the most profound thing to say. That is who I want to be, the quiet one who has wisdom to pass along not the loud person shouting but really saying nothing.

So I have hit a wall. Will it matter? Or will my writing just be that loud noise? I have to beat this wall. I know that my story of faith could help someone. Why because it is not one that screams look at me look at what my faith did, no it says I had very little faith and it got me through a very hard thing.

So now to beat the wall and just keep writing. I hope you all are doing well and chasing dreams. One thought, I am chasing my dreams and what I have learned is that when we see someone who has reached the top. We think that those people are instant stars. We don’t see the work and hours it takes to make it to where they are. We just assume that their climb to the top was easy that it was handed to them. I think if you truly got to know them they would probably tell you a much different story. Yes those that reach our goals are proud of what we have accomplished, and we want people to know that we didn’t give up. That we knew in the end we would reach our dreams. Yet what we are not going to say is that there are days when it would just be easier to just work a nine to five job collect a paycheck and walk away. Yet our passion just won’t let us. My passion to write has always been there. Even when I was younger. I have been writing for many years and my dream to write a book has only taken thirty years to complete, but I have done it. That is what I have to keep telling myself, I didn’t give up. Did I have to make sacrifices? Yes. Was my book done when I wanted it to be? No. But the right book was written and it was all in the perfect time. Everything else before that was practice. All that writing was worth the time that was put into it. For now even though I still hit the wall, I know that I can climb it and I know how good it feels to reach the other side. Don’t give up.

Dee