A few months ago I wrote on my social media that, “Sometimes things don’t happen until you’re ready for them.” It feels like that’s been true with my writing. Throughout my life I’ve written a lot of words for a lot of reasons. I’ve even written as part of my previous work. I’ve never felt, however, that I could call myself “a writer”. Writing was always part of something else – part of a different job, part of a project, something to pass the time, a hobby, even therapy… But life always seemed to have other plans whenever I wanted to get more serious.
Now, I’m ready.
For the last 40+ years there’s been a handful of puzzle pieces shuffling around in my pocket. I’ve taken them out, had a fresh look at them, and they’ve finally fallen into place. The planets have aligned! Tea leaves have settled in a pleasing pattern and the wind is blowing in the right direction. And so: I take out my writer’s hat, dust it off, place it gently on my head, and begin to write. Seriously.
Let’s see where this path leads…
Chris