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Start Where You Are

Start where you are is the advice from Julia Cameron on writing, and from just about every sage on living. It really isn’t rocket science. Where else would one start?

Figuring out where one is is the challenge. We have to do it ourselves. No one can do it for us, but there is help. Of course I turn to books. I am currently reading (oh, yes, always a number of books going) Catherine Marshall’s To Live Again.

I’m at a point of a new life, just as she was. I’m by myself, completely on my own, for the first time. I want to begin a writing project, something to go to every day, a project to accomplish. I want to write again. Yet, I hesitate. Which one? I had several underway before my husband’s death. I had ideas and desires. Well, that thought makes me chuckle. Does it matter where I begin? Just begin to write, and I’ll be started to where I need to go.

One lesson I learn, again and again, and once again this morning, is that I must begin writing the first thing in the morning. Here I’ve played on the internet, spent a wad ordering on Amazon–dear Lord, the world would end if I had not gotten those pink rain boots, don’t you know– answered emails, and just generally frittered away all the time that is best for me to write.

Change what I can, and blocking out the writing early, refraining from doing anything else before the writing, is one thing I can change. I think when we’re starting where we are, we need to do what we can do.

And now, I’ve written here and all over the place, and am a happy girl. It does not matter so much in the beginning what we write, as it does to form the habit of writing, and in forming that habit, we experience the uplift–we help ourselves, liberate ourselves, find ourselves. Start writing right where you are, and you accomplish all of this.

God bless us all.

“Each forenoon, Monday through Thursday, I began work at nine. By twelve-thirty or one I would be limp, written out for the day.” ~Catherine Marshall, To Live Again.

Once Upon A Christmas

My new Christmas romance has just released in Kindle!

I’m a little surprised, which is odd, since I’ve been working on the book process for two months. These months are bleary at best, in the new life of a widow. I have to say, I don’t have quite the gumption of Olivia Pritchett, the heroine of Once Upon A Christmas and a widow, too. I’ve little doubt that is one reason I love her so–I created her with attributes I would wish to have myself. I’ve little doubt that is a large part of why any of us read fiction. In fiction we can be and do things far beyond ourselves. I think fiction is inspiring in that way. Well, at least fiction that reflects the highest we have in any of us.

Once Upon A Christmas is just fun and sweet and a good way to rest yourself from pressures of the season. I was thrilled to enjoy reading it after years of being forgotten. First published in the 1993 Harlequin Historical Christmas anthology, copies are long gone. I’m delighted to have it offered again in ebook. Get yourself a cup of Christmas tea and give it a read.

God bless us everyone!

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Once Upon A Christmas, by Curtiss Ann Matlock
Upon arriving on the rough Texas Frontier, with her two sons and a trunk full of dreams for a new life, Olivia Pritchett discovers the man she was to marry has died. The prospect of the long trip back from where she came, to make her boys spend Christmas traveling, is too painful to face. With all her strength, she prevails upon her fiancé’s partner to allow her and her boys to see the place where they had pinned all their hopes, and to be able to spend at least Christmas at the ranch that was to be her home.

Monroe Locket wants no part of a widow-woman mail-order bride, nor her snot-nosed boys. He can’t manage to deny her, however, and nothing he does seems to daunt her. Olivia is one determined woman, who makes biscuits better than any two angels trying hard in heaven, and who manages to bring Christmas right along with her.

It is Good to Say It is Good

Dear hearts, I’ve had a lovely couple of hours already. Too chilly for me on the porch, but my comfy stuffed chair did fine, tea and reading. This morning time is lifeblood to me.

PressingOnI’ve begun a Kay Arthur Bible study of Genesis 1 & 2. (Every Wednesday up at Knollwood Church, come join us!) Kay’s method is to study and mark the text with all these different colored pencils. I’ve tried that in the past, and the changing makes me crazy. As one of my friends says, “I’m too ADD for that.” But I did this morning do well with my blue ink pen and making different shaped markings. It is fascinating what one learns by close examining. I highly recommend this method for improving writing skills. I once took a novel writing class in which we studying best sellers, asking the questions of Who, What, Where, When, Why, and How.

In the first paragraphs of the Bible, I see how positive God is. For instance, He didn’t create something and say, “Well, dang, that’s not good enough,” and smash it, as I so often do in my writing, or drawing or a myriad of things. God kept saying with everything He created: “It was good.”

Now, of course I’m not God and everything I write or make isn’t so good, but I do believe I could benefit from a lot more: “It is good,” and giving things time to develop. Maybe that’s all God was doing–giving the opportunity to grow.

Oops, where does the time go? God might have made more time. :)

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