Do you remember when you first made the choice to write?
I remember it was a Saturday afternoon. The family were in the den watching TV--something I rarely choose for occupying my spare time. I thought about my last daughter graduating soon, and then I would be an empty nester.
My thoughts raced about things I've wanted to do or dreamed of doing when my children were grown. (not necessarily gone, but grown) Of course travel entered my thoughts, but then I remembered I had always wanted to write. I wondered if thirty somewhat years of journal keeping (now volumes) counted.
Like a light bulb flashing in my brain, I decided it was time to write a novel.
The thoughts began to flow, I immediately started to type, and three years later I published my first novel. Now, I'm working on the sequel. What fun!
A melancholy thought is how quickly 'Now' becomes 'Remember When.'
The moral to this thought is don't waste your time, but enjoy your journey before it becomes your past.
Do you remember when you sat down to write? (Short stories, poetry, novels, articles, blogs...)