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Why do I write?

Last week I had coffee with a woman who has read my book, The Summer of Annah, and she asked me ‘Why do you write?’

I almost blurted out ‘Because I like writing!’ However, I then took a moment to sip my coffee and pondered the question.

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Give me a moment to think about this.

Here’s what I told her. I write because I love to create new worlds.

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When I write, I control the Universe!

My companion seemed satisfied. We finished our visit and went our separate ways. During the drive home, I thought over her question and almost called her to add to my answer. This is what I would have said:

I write because I see the world differently than most people. In my day-to-day living I taste, drink, smell, and touch potential stories. Everything that happens to me, or around me, is fodder for my imagination.

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Hear me soar!

I write because it is who I am within the depths of my soul. In my past life I was the person sitting in the glow cast by the fire, weaving stories for the other tribe members.

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Join me and I’ll tell you a tale.

I write because it’s in my blood. As a young child I told stories to my classmates (much to the annoyance of the sisters at St. Francis of Assisi). Out on the playground, you would have found me surrounded by other children as I entertained them with magical tales. My words would take them flying.

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Come along with me, the best is yet to be!

I write because it is who I am and I am unique. No one else has my voice, my mind, my vision–my stories. I’m passionate about the characters I bring to life. There are days when I would love to drive to Copedale and share a Boston cream doughnut with Annah. Or, chat with Isabella about Under the Tuscan Sun.

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I am me!

I write because it’s a grand high when a reader tells me she stayed up all night because she had to finish my book.

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‘Just one more page.’

I write because it’s what I do. It’s who I am. What about you? Why do you write? Why do you read? Share your thoughts in the comments section. I’d love to hear from you.

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Blessed be :}

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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New Moons and Virtual Reality

Today was the day I planned on the paperback version of Annah hitting the virtual bookshelves of Amazon. I even arranged a celebration. Okay, in truth it wasn’t much of a celebration–a lit candle and some ice cream.

 

Sadly, the printed pages of Annah remain in Amazon limbo and the virtual paperback shelves remain empty. So, no celebrating for me. However, I still plan on eating the ice cream.

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When Midsummer arrives, though, watch out! A Midsummer’s Wish will be a real book by then and that will be cause for a massive party. I’m calling it my Virtual Open House Launch of a Real Book  (VOHLRB), or Open House for those of you who are alphabetically challenged. We’ll have virtual music, virtual party streamers, virtual horns, virtual cupcakes, virtual laughter–the list goes on and on for virtually miles. All you’ll have to do is show up, virtually that is, and have some fun. What could be virtually easier?

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Watch for your virtual Facebook invitation (like my page to get on the list) and bring lots of virtual friends for some really cool, really real prizes. One lucky winner will walk away, virtually of course, with a magical grand prize. I’m not giving any hints but think Thor meets Ben and Jerry. Oh baby.

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Before I leave you to go attack my confectionery delight, allow me to mention a common new moon ritual. Some people plant a seed; some plant an actual plant; some just whisper a wish or prayer–whatever your desire, having a pure and strong intent is all you need. Think it and the Universe will do the rest. That’s the power of the new moon. My desire? To see The Summer of Annah a successfully published book.

I have a second wish but that will have to wait for the next new moon. Tonight belongs to Annah. Blessed be :}

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A journey of becoming a storyteller begins with a single word.

Lao Tzu is quoted as saying “A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.” I wonder if he was speaking literally or figuratively? Most likely figuratively and that’s how I’ll use his insightful wisdom in this post.

No matter what path one puts herself (or himself) on, the first step must be taken for the journey to begin. Once we’re on the path, tangles of roots and jutting stones may cause us to falter, stumble, and perhaps throw our hands up in frustration and admit defeat. This damn journey is too perilous to undertake. The heck with it!

Other times we pick ourselves up, dust off the grime and pebbles, then plod forward, determined to reach our destination. Our focus might become narrowed at this point. Wanting to avoid any further mishaps we keep our sight on each step.

The downside of this mindset is we miss out on the wonders the journey can hold. A rainbow, waterfall, encouraging smile from a family member. We’re not celebrating the journey, we’re enduring it, just to get to the end.

This musing does have a purpose. I’ve been so caught in the jungle called learning how to write that I forgot to enjoy why I started writing in the first place. I wanted to tell a story. I wanted to create characters that live and breath and love. I wanted the world to meet my new friends know them as I’ve come to know them.

Now that the book is finished and scheduled for its June 21, 2016 publication, I’m brave enough to look back over the path I’ve traveled since May of 2015. Damn there were lots of places where I tripped, fell, skinned my knee, and almost burned the pages. But I didn’t. I wrote a book. I told a story. It started with a single word and grew, morphed, and is finally ready for the world.

The beauty of it all is I’m not even close to reaching the end of my journey, which is to be a story teller. I’ll be on this path for a long, long time.

Blessed be :}