Some days you run, some you walk and some you just get stuck in the mire. Right now, I’m flying and this state of mind has been with me for a while now. I feel I can accomplish anything and life is filled with only niggles, challenges or obstacles - not problems. Definitely not problems.
Disposed to introspection as I am, this is a ponderous state of affairs. I am not drinking or taking drugs, the weather hasn’t been particularly brilliant (no bright-blue-sunshine days), and I wonder what has lifted me high into the air, swooping with joy and riding on whispering breezes rather than battling against life’s cold north winds? I’ve a sneaking suspicion it’s that I’ve finally found the courage to come out into the open and admit to those around me that I want to become a published author. That I am working towards that goal, shamelessly. So now when a certain friend asks ‘are you still writing your little stories?’, instead of feeling as if I am five years old and mumbling a sort of apology I am confident in my reply: ‘Yes, I am most definitely writing and proud that this is my hobby’ (well I don’t say it quite so theatrically!). Sometimes my hobby can be frustrating and sometimes I can feel alone, but that’s where Writebulb comes in (yep, I am going somewhere with this!).
Writebulb had its second meeting on Saturday and what a joy. The staff at Chelmsford Library are doing a fantastic job supporting our group and have created and displayed a poster (the picture in this blog) around the library. We had such a lovely mix of people again this month but what is so wonderful is that everyone is so supportive, wants to participate and we laugh! I came away with such a warm feeling that has sent me straight back soaring above the clouds again with renewed energy and ideas. The sky’s the limit? I’m not sure – I’m aiming for higher!