This morning my daughter grabbed some books off the shelf and immersed herself in them. “These are fantastic books mum, come and see”. As I went in, I realised the books she held are books written by my good friend, Elaine Fraser.
I was asked the other day, if I am getting pleasure from writing this book, at the moment. It is a hard question, because it feels more like it just has to happen. This book has to be written. There is nothing I can do about it, I can write it or I could explode. They are pretty much my options right now.
On Saturday, I had the opportunity to attend a gather and grow with Amanda Viviers. An introverted group of writers gathered around the table. All of us came with no clue if we knew anyone or not. All of us came with a desire to learn and an open heart to growth. And so this reticent group slowly and quietly aired their questions, and shared their fragile dreams.
And I came away thinking. “Yes! This is what it is about”.
I have been finding it hard to write lately. At first it was due to the amount of emotional effort that the Rising Strong book club took out of me. Then I had another thing on that was taking up my time, and energy, and then …
But you know, let’s be honest here, while these things are true, actually those are just excuses.
Yes, that photo above is me. It is me sitting in the courtyard outside our room in a quaint little hotel in Besançon France.
We were in France for a friend’s wedding, and as part of the planning had added a week each side of the event to explore. We chose the town Besançon, and the hotel at random from a Lonely Planet guide book.
Yesterday was my first day of my new rhythm proper. It has taken a while as the girls have been transitioning into their school classes so this was my first writing day with the girls at school full time.
I have slowly been changing over the category titles for the blog, as the old categories are not really what I am writing about anymore.
I have found that I am writing more about community, simplicity and creativity. I am growing in my identity and capacity. I am understanding the need to pause, and also the need to lament. I am finding everyday things to celebrate. I am playing with words and developing my writing.
So have a look around, read about my journey, check out the new categories in the archives tab above and let me know what you think of the little changes around here.