How I Got Started Writing

People ask me all the time how I got started writing, but my answer is never what they expect. Here’s how it went. My little boy had major ear surgery in May of 2012. Basically, his eardrum was rebuilt with a skin graft. During his recovery, it was important for him not to get sick and not to sneeze. Yikes. What that ended up meaning was two-and-a-half months of recovery inside the house. Just so you know, he is now fully recovered and has great hearing in that ear, which is just one of the miracles I’ve been blessed enough to witness in this life. Okay, so back to spending day after day inside the house . . . he was happy playing with toys, video chatting with grandparents, and watching the “Bee Movie” over and over and over again. It was just what I needed when a friend of mine loaned me a copy of “The Hunger Games.” It had been years since I had indulged in reading. It sounds ridiculous now, but all of the boring, eye-crossing reading in college just plain got me out of the habit. Not only did I house that book in a few days, but I found myself fascinated by the mechanics, studying the symbolism, foreshadowing, imagery, and the prose itself. I was hooked, so I read the next two in the series and anything else I could get my hands on.

And then the age-old question crossed my mind: Is there a unique story out there? Followed by: Can I do it? Suddenly, like a movie playing in my head, the car-crash scene from Eternal Mercury made its debut. And from there, it flowed just like magic. Except it was something much bigger and much more real than magic; it came directly from up above. I was glued to my laptop after everyone else went to bed and then again before they woke up. I dragged a notebook (and still do) everywhere I went because if I didn’t jot those thoughts down, I feared they’d be lost. I didn’t tell anyone what I was working on because, seriously, would someone actually want to read what I’d written? But of course my husband figured it out. He reads a lot, but believe me, he is absolutely not the love story type. But when he read my first draft and felt for the characters, I thought that just maybe I just might have been blessed with the gift of writing. So, I pressed on. I have no idea what woke me up at three in the morning not long after that, but when I looked out the window, there was the planet Mercury in the sky, low on the horizon. I’ve never been so sure about anything in my life as I was right then that that was a sign sent straight from God.

So why me? Why now? The answer to the first question is that He uses the least of us so that everyone knows it’s coming from Him. The answer to the second question is that I just wasn’t ready before. What started out as a really difficult time turned out to be such a blessing. It’s those tough knocks in life that create some real emotion and understanding inside of us. I have no idea where this journey is headed, but I do know I’m supposed to see where it goes.
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Published on November 16, 2013 12:20
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