A few friends of mine have joined a writers challenge based on Jeff Goins book You Are a Writer (So Start Acting Like One). My first thought was more power to you. Honestly I thought it was a great idea…for them. But then the unexpected happened, one of them asked me to join them. Me. I’m so new to this whole blogging/writing thing that I glow green. Me. Really?! So I said “maybe”, thinking I could maybe beg off gently. Then, another joined in and asked me to join. Okay, now I’m squirming. This isn’t funny anymore, so I called my husband thinking that he might make a bit of a joke or something out of it and so giving me the perfect excuse not to do it. It didn’t quite work out that way. He thought it was a brilliant idea. REALLY?! That’s 3 yes’s in a row. If this were Canada’s Got Talent I’d be onto the next round. oh boy.
You see, I don’t think of myself as a writer. I’m the person who takes stories at face value, I don’t see any cleverly hidden juxtapositions and meanings in any written work or in life for that matter. Writing essays of any kind was a form of torture for me. When my husband told me to go for it, I admit I was taken aback. Again…REALLY?! “But I don’t see myself as a writer” I told him. “Then get a different mirror,” was his response. Well….okay. So I notified my friend and registered for the challenge…in for a penny, and all that….
Not sure how this is going to look or how it will play out. Will I run out of things to say? Will I even have something to say?
So this is my initial post on this challenge to declare, quietly in trepidation, that I Am A Writer. This is my journey of trying to look into a different mirror, to see and to develop something that I don’t necessarily see but that others may have seen in me.