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This is my Attic


One of my favorite books is “Little Women.” As a girl I would imagine myself as fearless Jo March. In these modern times, I do not have a black ink stain on my finger that might identify me as a writer. To call myself by that title makes me feel like a child playing a part in one of the March sister’s plays.

My favorite teacher in High School once said that I was “made to write.” It was a beautiful, bold declaration! Writing is fun. Writing is terrifying. Hemingway once wrote, “There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit at a typewriter and bleed.” Well, if that’s all…

“I can’t do it.” “I’m not qualified.” “How will I find the time?” “What do I have to share that matters?” “Who would care to read it?” And the biggest question of all – “What if I fail?” When the excuses are pushed away, there is fear.

A one word response always comes in response – faith. If God has gifted me with writing – faith. If He has a purpose – faith. If I can trust His plan – faith. If He saved me to be a tool that points others to Him – faith. But faith without works is dead (James 2).

These many (but not too many) years later after my teacher shared his belief, I am ready to embrace a calling. I am a writer! I have dreams and hopes that I’m ready to pursue with intentional determination.  I am scared, excited, and hopeful to see where God leads!

This blog was born five years ago. Looking back, it’s clear to me that I have had no idea what I’m doing. There has been no plan other than to write and hope that (somehow, someway) it went somewhere. Countless times I’ve prayed, “Lord, what do You want me to do with writing?” At this time, I don’t know more than this – I am called to action and to trust Him with the rest.

He recently led me to a community called Hope Writers where I am no longer a Lone Writer. We are created to be relational. I need others who get it and know how to push me forward. And (just maybe) I can be that for someone else too. It’s a place to learn and glean from resources that guide and refine. I get to be a part of a tribe that supports, challenges, and cheers each other along the way! (Are you a writer who wants the same? Please, send me a message! We would love for you to join us!)

Jo March feverishly filled papers in her attic. It was her nook to dream, write, to fail, and succeed. This is my attic. This is where I get to figure out how to be a writer, practice, and (hopefully) discover what the next chapter holds. If you’re still reading this, know that I’m thankful that you are a part of this journey too!

So here goes…

Working hard. Dreaming Big. Having Faith.

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