For as long as I can remember, i wanted to be a writer. However, I am discovering, that in order to be a writer, you have to write.
The amount of self-discipline it takes to write is amazing. Much more than I ever dreamed. But this summer I am committing myself to writing 45 minutes a day, first thing in the morning. I find that hte first 10 minutes drag on. I am just so unmotivated. But then as I get moving, it gets better and I seem to get into it about the time I need to stop. However, I have other things to do. I am getting up 45 minutes earlier so the only thing I am sacrificing is sleep. I did go to the Y this morning and spent some time reflecting on Scripture and blogging and entry called "You're the Reason I'm suffering" If you're an adoptive parent who shares my faith this might be worth reading.
And now I'm on to face my day. I finished a chapter of a book I was asked to contribute to and I'm thrilled to ahve it done in one morning. I really thought it would take too...
Everyone's pretty quiet out there in comment land. Am I getting boring? What's up with all of you? What should I blog about?