Recently unarchived. Dated January 2022
What in your life do you love to do, and yet continually put on the back burner?
I’ve been writing short stories from a young age. One of my earliest memories is writing an illustrated book about my experience getting stitches following a fall off a skateboard when I was seven years old. Seven stitches when I was seven – I thought that little coincidence was just wild. Later in grade school when our family got our first desktop computer, I played around in Microsoft Publisher and created my own personal newsletter. We had just moved and I hadn’t made many friends – needless to say I had a lot of time on my hands. I remember writing an article on making a new friend. I believe my circulation hovered around 5: mom, dad, brother, and two grandmas.
In high school I took instantly to Yearbook, advancing to editor my senior year. I started out as a Political Science and Pre-Law major in college. Following a compulsory Intro to Journalism course, I gravitated toward the newspaper staff and rose to News Editor. Something in me gravitates towards stories. I love to read them, I love to tell them.
Out of college I worked as a newspaper reporter and freelance writer. Once kids came along, I grew frustrated with the lack of quiet, focused time to get into a creative space. I started this blog when our third child (in a four year span) was a couple of months old to chronicle my husband’s health issues. It was a stressful time and once again I found myself using words to make sense of it all. The demands of mothering three young kids once again pushed their way to the forefront and writing was shoved off to the side, something I would do someday.
As I ponder my youngest heading off to kindergarten in the fall, it feels like a fresh beginning for us both. I’m ready to return to my first love. It is scary to begin again. Quite possibly I’ll put myself out there and nothing will come of it. I have to be ok with that.