I am participating in the Writing Contest: How Writing Has Positively Influenced My Life. Hosted by Positive Writer. Here’s my story…….
Writing has definitely influenced my life in a positive way. I am so thankful that I wrote even when no one was telling me to. Somehow instinctively or intuitively I felt the need to write. I don’t know who gave me my first journal/diary, but I am so glad they did. The first entries I have are when I was in first or second grade. They appear to be confessions of love. Really? This surprises me since I was quite the tomboy and most guys were friends. But, this is such an excellent illustration of why writing is so important to me: My writing reveals to me who I was, am, and wish to be.
I can’t begin to count how many journals, diaries, and notebooks I have chronicling my life. From age seven to the present day, my writing tells of my life. There are gaps where I have nothing written down, and I so desperately wish I had taken the time to write. I especially feel this way when I read through my journals during high school. I think I have only done this once. I was reading through one, completely enjoying my entries, really seeing who I was at that time in my life, and then all of a sudden there were just blank pages. Page after page of nothing. What? I felt lost and left hanging. I can’t remember those intimate details, I can’t really even remember the general details. It was a reminder to myself to keep up my writing now. Someday when I am older, I will want to look back at this time, and I won’t want any gaps.
I don’t remember the exact time, but I believe it was shortly after I got married in 1998 that I felt I wanted to be a writer. Like so many things in life, theory is different from reality. I didn’t even know where to start. I wasn’t even sure what to write. I just wanted to do it. I was teaching and starting a family and didn’t have a lot of spare time. I wrote when I could, sent a few query letters. I think a couple were for magazine articles and one for a children’s book. I pretty much stalled out after that not knowing what to write or where to submit my work. Several years lately a friend told me of a writing group in a nearby town. I visited it and saw it for what it was – a wonderful opportunity. The facilitator was a smart, talented, quirky artist type person. The meetings were held at the public library most of the time, and anyone was welcome to attend. She would start with a writing exercise and then we could all share what we wrote if we wished to. We also could share what we had been working on in our own personal lives. This experience was very validating for me. I was in a “writing group.” That kind of makes me sound like a writer, right?
Since then, I have gained a little more confidence, but most importantly, the desire to write and be a writer is still there. I have been published a few times, and I took a big leap and started a blog on my own website. It felt to me like a wonderful opportunity to share my writing with others. The other day I thought to myself what if I run out of things to say? Then I laughed aloud and thought any one that knows me knows that is never going to happen!
I also recently got certified as a grant proposal writer. I felt this might be another way to explore my writing options. I am currently working with our local high school librarian and my teenage daughter to obtain funding for our high school library. It’s all so exciting!
Writing is stimulating; it’s an outlet. It means different things to different people, and we all have our own talents. Writing pushes me, makes me grow; and it is definitely a positive influence in my life.