I’m always looking on Pinterest and FB or other sites for inspiring quotes to encourage me to continue on with what I love to do, to write.
I don’t think I really need these little platitudes. I am just about 14,000 words into my novel and I’m commited at this point.
I think once I get this first novel out of the way, I would like to go back to writing about Mary Hill and her possible murder. Problem being, I don’t know how it ends. I know it’s an intriguing mystery but I’m at a brick wall with it. So, time will tell if I can crack the wall. Of course, I could always use it as the basis for a fictional murder mystery.
I think what had been on my mind lately, are two things. First, the joy I have found in my life now that I am doing what I always knew I was meant to do. This doesn’t imply that I will ever be published. This only means that I am doing what fulfills me at my deepest level of being. My soul is what I call it.
I wonder sometimes why it took so long. I know there were a number of life issues that always seemed to get in the way not the least of which was my illness. I can remember writing bits and pieces as far back as my memory goes. Why did they never turn in to anything substantial. I wonder but I don’t ponder. Time is what it is and looking back is pointless.
I only know that, at this point in my life, I have a happiness that is greater than ever before. I was not that unhappy prior to this but I was searching. I have a great peace now.
The other thing that’s been on my mind is my ancestors. I am stalled at present. I have 2 or 3 things I want to find out about but not having much luck.
First, obviously is the Mary Hill saga. Then, I need to make some definitive connections between my Nova Scotia ancestors and their ancestors. I’m good as far my great great grandparents. Beyond that, I think I have made some progress. With a few people, I have made great progress. I’m afraid that to go on, might require a trip to Nova Scotia.
Very early on, I wrote about ancestral memories. I feel the memories still. I feel them echoing in my bones. I know I am a product of all that went before me and who went before me. It’s as real to me as the people who are with me today.
I’m in a good place right now in my life and I hope they know that. I hope that they can see me, just one of the products of their lives. If I could talk to them in person, I would tell them it was worth it. I stand on their shoulders, smiling because life is good.