It's a beautiful Spring day outside. My daughters, my mother, and I are all going church-dress shopping this morning. Before that perennial activity begins, I wanted to mention something about The Lord of the Rings. I know, I know. What is it with me and movies, and further more, didn't I just talk about Tolkien's characters a few posts ago? Sheez, I'm sounding like a broken record.
Anyway, our family has been watching Peter Jackson's LOTR films each night. One of my favorite parts of the first movie is when Sam and Frodo are traveling out of the Shire and Sam suddenly stops. Frodo looks back at him, and Sam says, essentially, that he is as far from home as he has ever been. One more step and he begins his adventure into the unknown.
That scene applies so well to life, and more specifically, to writing.
I have written since I was very young. Yet, it was only four years ago that I decided to write novels. What a journey it has been for me. I would never have guessed, when I began writing seriously, all that I would learn. Could I have foreseen the characters who live in my stories or how they would affect me? I love them now, but a few years ago, I didn't even know I was capable of creating them.
I'm so glad I took that first step into the unknown four years ago. Even though writing messes with my ability to simply read a book and not analyze it. Even with the rejection, the agonizing over imperfections, and the nagging desire to be understood, I would take that step again. Without question.
Life needs adventure and discovery.
Where has writing taken you?