Taking a Risk

I’ve neglected this blog for awhile. Not because I’ve wanted to. I’ve been busy with my other blog, my family and I’ve also been preoccupied with a life altering decision. After much consideration, I’ve decided to take a chance. This is REALLY big for me, because I’m not a risk taker.

Writing has been my passion since I can remember. I wrote my first story when I was 9 years old and I haven’t quit. I write poetry, childrens’ stories, and romance stories. I’ve always kept a journal and now I blog. I LOVE words. When I read I find typos and when I listen to people speak I can hear their verbal grammatical errors. I don’t say anything, but I make mental notes to myself. I talk to myself…A LOT, too. I just like to HEAR words. Call me nuts, but I do.

After 25 years as a controller in the automotive industry-YUK, I’ve decided to try my hand (no pun) at freelance writing. Yep, I’m going out on a very short ledge here. I have no formal training. No schooling. No degree. Heck, I don’t even know if I have any talent, but I’m taking the chance anyway. For the very first time in my life I’m actually going to throw caution to the wind and take a risk.

And here’s why…

I’m a writer therefore I write. The written word is etched in my heart and soul, and for me, it’s a sin to keep it silent. I’m a writer and I have to write what’s in my heart and soul. I need to fill a blank page with words like love fills an empty heart with joy. Words fill a void within my heart and if I allow that void to go empty then the world won’t hear my soul sing.

May words always flow from my heart to my fingertips.