Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Committing to the Dream

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

This is the time of year for me to reflect on all that has happened this year and to anticipate my goals for the coming year ahead.  Last year, I made several goals for myself. I'm more than happy to report that over half of them I did indeed accomplish!

This list included many wonderful things, including unsaid, unwritten goals that I honestly did not write down because I felt they would be too far out of my control to include on my list for the year (as in a stable job that pays money that will pay the bills as well as be a job I can grow and mature in for years to come)! I am elated at these accomplishments and I am eager to see what this year brings!

I do have 2 goals this year to accomplish that retain to writing.  And yes, one goal includes you!

1. Continue blogging on a more regular schedule.
2. Complete my book.

That's right. I'm daring to include it on my list of goals and declare it publicly. Why am I challenging myself to this so daringly (in my mind)? Because I want to hold myself to it, for one. And honestly, while it was a goal this past year that was not met (due to so many life changing events this last year), I feel that this is the year.  I felt the impression that it is so when I came across a quote earlier today:

"Never give up on a dream just because of the time it will take to accomplish it.  The time will pass anyway."    ~Earl Nightingale

It hit me so hard. And truthfully, it's been weighing on my mind for awhile: when I should sit down and finally finish this. So I believe it is time.  Truly the time to take the time and write.

I have no idea how I'm going to accomplish this. I have no clue how I will balance everything. But I also had no idea how we were going to move across country in a matter of only 3 weeks with no idea of where we would live and how it would work.  Everything fell into place beautifully to move my family because it is what needed to happen for our family. So to will this fall into place.

So I'm committing. I'm saying it, loud and clear. I will have a completed book this year.

That sounds exciting! When can we begin?

Monday, December 15, 2014

Within the Realms of Creation

Deep within my thoughts, within my soul, I feel it, ever stirring; ever dreaming; always creating. I have been speaking with my husband about my ideas. Yes, he knows my ideas. No, you cannot hold him ransom for them. He does not know everything, only the highlights.

I've spoken with him about three specific projects, some of them much more polished, one extremely rough.  It takes time to chisel them into their forms within my mind before I really apply them to paper. Like using a map, I must know where I am to go when I sit before those blank pages and begin to spin my words onto them.

I had a teacher in college who desired to take everything about writing and turn it on its head, including knowing where you were going when you began.  She required us to challenge ourselves by beginning with a simple sentence and then simply continuing on from there, not knowing where the story was going anymore than the audience. It made for some very poetic and moving words, and I learned so much about myself within that semester. I learned of my capabilities and my true desires, dreams, and wishes.

However, it is a method I only use in discovering and in foraging new lands within myself. It is such a great mystery and it will definitely be a practice I always come back to. It will bring the rivers of inspiration flowing into my mind and allow those stories to take root and grow within me.

Once I have a story in hand, I choose to work at it continuously until I feel that the form is complete within my mind. Until I am satisfied that the paper will not slow it down, nor hinder it. I'm just not sure if I'm a conventional writer. In the sense of outlining and mapping out in front of me. We shall see.

I did the normal mapping and outlining with this current project long ago. But it has since evolved into something much different, much more cohesive and original, yet familiar. At least, in my mind, this is how I feel. When I am satisfied with the sculpture in my head, I will chisel it out on paper and leave it be for a time, then come back, edit, and it will be done. Then I will be able to move on. Then I will be able to let it go and allow it to breathe on its own.

I may have said this before, but I don't care. Such words are worth reiterating: I have decided that I will write what I wish to read; what I feel is the empty void currently on all those bookshelves. I will fill in those gaps until I feel that the bookshelves are flowing fit to burst, and then I will be satisfied to fill all the other empty spaces I find with words.

That is all I have to say.