In this, my 100th post, I feel compelled to come clean.
I have been running…and not in the good way. But, first, let me explain.
The trouble all started a year and a half ago when I extracted pure gold from my favorite used bookstore back home: Writing Down the Bones by Natalie Goldberg. The book was published in 1986, and I harbored strong initial doubts. Six dollars, however, wouldn’t break me, so I took a chance. And, truthfully, I have not been able to put the paperback down since.
Perhaps most striking of all in Goldberg’s inspired wisdom is the following passage:
You practice whether you want to or not. You don’t wait around for inspiration…[y]ou train your mind to cut through or ignore your resistance. You just do it. And in the middle…you love it. When you come to the end, you never want to stop.
Her message is quite simple: Keep writing.
A month after reading these words, I signed up for WordPress. Two months later, readers began to follow my writing.
And seven months later, my book found me.
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