“Start before you're ready.” Stephen Pressfield, The War of Art
I started writing my blog eleven years ago in 2015, but I had probably wanted to write it for the five years prior. What held me back? Things like not knowing what to name it or how to set up a blog.
That and the possible rejection from those who read it. I must say, though, that those of you who have followed along have always been highly supportive, and I have appreciated that tremendously.
I remember only sharing that first post with a small group of friends, but I knew I wanted to expand that circle of readers. I naively thought that somehow, overnight, I would suddenly have hundreds of followers. I thought I’d be rubbing elbows with other bloggers.
Interestingly, on a smaller scale, some of that happened. I did meet a few other bloggers who did encourage me when I doubted myself. I’ve had a few posts over the years that hundreds of people have read.
I’ve had faithful readers and new readers, but either way, getting to share my thoughts and having the opportunity to write has been priceless.
I’ve participated in many 31 Day Writing Challenges, and I’ve recorded vacations and grandchildren’s milestones. I’ve contemplated life and encouraged others to take risks and adventures. I’ve shared my struggles to conquer sugar and my many moves over the years.
What writing my blog has done is give me the confidence to call myself a writer. Over the years, I have posted 1,857 times, not a bad body of work.
Today I’m expanding my writing wings. I’ve finished a children’s book, and I’m writing a historical fiction novel based on an actual event in Texas. I’ve joined two writing groups, and have learned so much about writing this past year. I’ve attended a writing workshop and connected with local writers.
My next hurdle will be publishing these two pieces. Just like when I started my blog, I find myself hesitant about what to do next. I am researching my options and have sent the children’s book to one publisher. It looks like I can chalk up my first rejection, but I don’t want that to hold me back.
My wish for you is to start. Just like Pressfield says, even if you don’t feel ready. I promise you, if you do, you will be surprised by what can be accomplished in a year, let alone eleven.
So here’s to you, Grace Found Daily, and another year of writing. Thanks for reading along.
