Where I am Meant to Be

One of my favorite authors liked a response I wrote on another favorite author’s Reader page.

OMG

One of my favorite authors liked my response!

And responded thanking me!

Me!

OMG

(takes a deep breath)

I haven’t written here in weeks. I could blame long covid fatigue or brain fog, or a truly beastly cold, etc., but they are not the reason. Truth be told I just wasn’t inspired.

Until now.

See, the best part of this blog is that it’s mine. I don’t have deadlines, yet. It’s still a work in progress. So, if I don’t write for a while, and only add book reviews, I give myself some grace and wait for inspiration.

I realized tonight that, once again, I have landed where I am meant to be. Covid may have upended what I thought I was building for this stage of my life, but that’s okay. I’m here now.

What is here?

Well, I recently watched an interview with author Eileen Dreyer. (I reviewed her book Three Times a Lady this week. It’s awesome, check it out!) Anyway, and I’m paraphrasing here, she said she once heard that you know you are a writer if you leave it and come back to it.

I left it. More than once.

I always came back.

Yes, I could lament that I never had enough faith in my writing skills to pursue it. Or that I never became a Librarian like I’d often dreamed. But that isn’t the point of this post, nor is it a major point in my life. I did have a wonderful stint in a small-chain bookstore that I loved. (I would have stayed longer if it would have paid enough to keep a roof over our heads.)

I may never write my novel. Or I may.

So, how am I where I am meant to be?

Well, I write…this blog, ideas for my story, anything that grabs me.

I write.

I have been lucky enough to have become friends with some of my favorite authors…some of whom I shelved back in my bookstore days.

Yes, I know, they were books and not the authors themselves. Logically. But every book carries the heart and soul of its author.

Where was I?

Ah yes. I read all the time, too. My life feels like my own library filled with creative, talented souls.  

Oh, that wasn’t creepy at all!

Let’s try this again (while I contemplate a possible story plot of a library filled with creative and talented souls).

I am where I am meant to be:

Reading and writing every day.

Livin’ La Vida Llama!