If you wish to be a writer; write! - Epictetus (Greek philosopher)
I've never been a consistent journal-er. I guess this blog has been the most semi-consistent attempt at writing down my life... and it's been fun, you know? I already have fun looking back at old blogs, when I was planning our wedding, or on home renovations... or just pictures from family get togethers. I love it all.
I've said it before, but I've grown to love "writing".
|I'm in love with these journals... in love.|
Because of this new found love of writing... it occurred to me within the last year or so, that I would like to write a book. (What, like it's hard? Please.) JK, I know this will be SO difficult.
A writer needs three things, experience, observation, and imagination, any two of which, at times any one of which, can supply the lack of the others. - William Faulkner
I'd love to document the story of the woman who previously owned the home we live in now. To sum it up, the house was sold to us with 75% of the contents still in it. The woman had passed away with no living relatives that cared for her or her things.
|The house when we bought it. Before we started the massive take down of azaleas that had over grown.|
We drink out of her coffee cups every morning (and by "we" I mean Stephen. Coffee....Ucky).
So I asked for some journals for Christmas, to start writing in... to start my story.