Incandescence

I keep telling myself that I'm going to write my second book. Actually, more of the re-write of my first officially complete book. But something always seems to get in my way, whether obligations, lack of 'inspiration' or simply being too tired. But I realized this is a pattern in my life, of being all talk and not sitting down to write.  I am finally willing to admit a few things: If I wait for inspiration to hit, I'll never write another book. Just like most habits in life, it has to be cultivated and nurtured through the tender beginning I haven't written consistently since 2016. How sad is that? I'm going old school and writing my book longhand so I won't be distracted by Pinterest or Instagram. Or even working on my newest blog post. So this week, I went to the store and bought a brand new college rule notebook and a pack of new pens. There's something satisfying about a brand new notebook, ready to hold the words I create, and ...

It's been awhile since my last post! Life has a way of happening when I'm not paying attention. I realized something today. It's been six years since I graduated from college. It's crazy to think about everything that has happened since then. If you had told me what my future held, I probably would have laughed in disbelief. I feel like a completely different person than the girl who graduated, ideals intact, dreams untarnished, just a few years ago. I had a very idealistic view of what my life would be like after I graduated. What I wanted hasn't happened yet, and what no one ever wants--happened. A lot of my friends and family are in a season of change, and in some ways it makes me feel like I'm being left behind. What holds a person to one place, to one job, to one state? For me, there have been a myriad reasons to stay where I am. Lately I've been inspired by a friend who is stepping out of her comfort zone in a big way and making a move t...