It’s mid January?? Already?! Where did the days go??
I still remember writing my last blog post. It was before the previous year ended. I remember signing off for the year. While I was writing that, I even thought to myself that I was being a tad melodramatic. Surely I’ll be back blogging the following day… or several days after… But is it really January 18 — and is this really my first blog for the year?! Geesh.
After the holidays, you’d think that once the rush is over, everything will settle down, everybody goes back to their normal, day-to-day routine… back to regular programming. I thought time will slow down. Well, I thought wrong.
The days still breeze by so very fast…. it’s just up to us to make the most — and the best — of the 24 hours that we have.
So, where did I go and why did I leave my blog orphaned for almost three weeks?!
The family started a new business venture farther down south of the Metro and I have been pretty hands on. I spend several days of the week at the site to check the operations. When I get back home at night I still do some finance work. It’s fun and I am learning a lot. I am kept busy, too. Ergo, I haven’t had the chance to sit in front of the computer and write something.
My mind’s just too preoccupied with other things… but my heart was yearning to write something…anything!
The other day I opted to stay home and take a day off. The original plan was to unearth the draft of what was supposed to be my second book and to start working on it again. Either that or post a new blog. Whichever was easier. I told the hubby I would spend the day writing — or sleeping.
I did neither. I practically spent the day in my night-shirt, watching Hallmark Movies (the other option was a Criminal Minds marathon which I decided to save for another day). I thought watching those mushy movies would inspire me to write. Nope, still nothing. Maybe Criminal Minds would have been a better option. I was so unproductive.
My muse has left the building. 😦
So there I was, a writer feeling quite out of sorts… a storyteller with no story to tell.
Once again I was beginning to be engulfed by insecurity. Couldn’t seem to shrug off the small voice whispering in my head, “You dare call yourself a writer when you can’t even compose a simple blog…”
And then I got a gentle nudge from above.
My very first — may even be my ONLY — fan mail!!! ❤
It was waiting for me as I stepped out of the house this afternoon.
It was a postcard from a reader of my book. I still can’t believe that not only did she buy the book, she went through all the hassle of writing me, reaching out to thank me for the love story I wrote… and telling me how much she enjoyed it… She even mailed the card, with real stamps and all!! I love snail mail!!
The mail came at the most opportune moment… It came at the time when I was feeling tired, weary and uninspired.
It’s nice feeling appreciated. It is also nice to know that my work touched someone’s heart. It somehow reminded me of why I enjoy writing in the first place.
I often say that I write to inspire. I guess sometimes I should also open myself up and allow others to inspire me, as well.
Thank you, dear postcard sender. It was a very sweet and thoughtful gesture and it totally, absolutely made my day.
Now I am inspired to write again.
The best love stories are the ones that will leave a smile on your lips… or a tug at the heart. 🙂
Photos are mine. This blog was written late January 18 and published in the wee hours of January 19… Talk about inspiration 🙂