I
didn't know what I wanted to do with my life until my son advised me
that I needed to do something with it. He had just started college
and I had nothing to do, but I always knew that there was more to my
life than just working a 9-5 for someone else. I had written from
time to time and was quite good at it. I was constantly frustrated
that I and bored with my life at the time. The thought of what to do
failed me. One day when I was on my way to church I had an epiphany:
the entire story of a novel came to me. I thought for a moment then
said out loud, "Okay, Lord. Is that what you want me to do? Be a
writer?" It was an interesting love story, so I thought, "Okay,
then I'll do it."
When
the service was over I races home to announce to my son that I was
going to be a writer. He approved, but told me to do my research. I
sat down later and proceeded to write my first novel, ever. It was
wonderful the way I was able to put the story together. I really
didn't think that I could do that, but then I realized that we are
all sent to this earth with a gift and I had finally discovered mine.
I was there all the time, because I had always gotten good grades in
English in high school and college, but never gave it much thought.
Even when I received the highest grade for a well written term paper,
or when my creative writing professor made it a habit to read my
papers to the class, albeit no one knew who the writer was.
The
exciting part was when I finished it and had it self-published. That
was so cool. Several people read the book that I had written and they
wanted to know what happened to the characters. So what I ended up
doing was writing a sequel. I knew that that God meant this for me
all along and I have written several stories thereafter. Now, if only
an agent would take time to read my stories...
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