There is an unfiltered joy that consumes me when I engage in the act of writing. The thoughts that flow are often found deep within my heart and soul, while often times once on paper they are there for the world to see. There is a very freeing yet initmidating factor to this process. A total unveiling of who I am if you will can leave me feeling vulnerable. While I have no doubt there are many that feel this way I find we often do not speak of this facet of the process.
Alongside this raw view of who I am is the amazing and unparalleled knowledge that perhaps I have touched one person deeply; found a place within the heart of another. It is my hope encouragement and inspiration is gleaned when one looks upon the words that flow from my pencil (or in this case keyboard) or one views my artwork.
Each day this past week I found myself full of anticipation as I awaited the arrival of the daily mail. Like a small child awaiting a special gift or a beloved waiting for a treasured letter I was filled with excitement when the fall of the mail slot echoed through the air. It was Friday when my wait became a memory; my anticipation was sated when in my hands I held a signed contract for my upcoming book.
For a moment I could only hold the crisp envelope within my hands soaking in the truth, taking notice of the sounds around me as I wished to memorize this moment to keep with me for the rest of my days. One of the two biggest goals I set for myself in my fortieth year has come to fruition and in the fall of 2010 I will see the fruits of my labor on a grand scale. I look forward to the coming days when I can share with you bits of insight I have gained on this new journey.