#IWSG–Happy are those who dream and happier are those who write about it

insecure2bwriters2bsupport2bgroup2bbadgeHere is this month’s (optional) prompt for JuneDid you ever say “I quit”? If so, what happened to make you come back to writing?

“Alice laughed. ‘There’s no use trying,’ she said. ‘One can’t believe impossible things.’ ‘I daresay you haven’t had much practice,’ said the Queen. ‘When I was your age, I always did it half an hour a day. Why, sometimes, I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.’” — Lewis Carroll


I think I give up on writing (and other things I love) probably several times a day, or at least several times a week.  But there were many years when I didn’t do any writing on my own behalf.  I couldn’t tell you exactly how many years it was.  I decided that I wanted to be a writer when I first learned how to write.  I was 5 or 6 years old.

I wrote many stories and plays.  I wrote a book of short stories based on little animals that I sculpted out of clay.  I wrote a book of stories based on buttons–a jar of old buttons that each had it’s own story.  Of course, I don’t think I actually finished these books, but I had a whole table of contents, including page numbers, and some stories, too.

When I was in college and beyond, I took some creative writing courses. But during law school and the years immediately following, while I did a lot of writing–papers, briefs, stuff like that–I didn’t do any creative writing.  But I did start painting during that time.  And once I started, I painted a lot.  I also often included poems I wrote in the paintings.  It didn’t occur to me until the last few years that there is a name for someone who puts words to pictures and pictures to words-an author-illustrator. And I combined my love of art/writing with my love of children to write and illustrate stories for children.

But the question is what brought me back to it. The answer–I don’t know exactly.  When I returned to writing more seriously a few years ago, it was because I remembered that it was my dream to be a writer.  I realized that there would never be time in my life to pursue this dream unless I made it a priority. So I did. Not every day, but almost every day.

“Ask yourself, ‘How long am I going to work to make my dreams come true?’ I suggest you answer, ‘As long as it takes’.”Jim Rohn

But still, almost every day it’s hard to start, even though I know it makes me feel alive and like myself when I do. But it’s still scary–and annoying that it’s scary, besides.

“Be willing to be uncomfortable. Be comfortable being uncomfortable. It may get tough, but it’s a small price to pay for living a dream.”Peter McWilliams

But I’m willing to live with the discomfort and keep trying. And it helps to have groups like #IWSG and other groups both online and in person to help me keep up my courage and know that I am not the only dreamer and doer.

“Happy are those who dream dreams and are ready to pay the price to make them come true.”

 Leon Joseph Cardinal Suenens quotes ( Archbishop of Malines-Brussels 190

Thanks for stopping by.


This painting was inspired by a dream I had about a white eagle flying through my window and into my heart

I am a writer, handworker, artist and teacher (a WHAT!), and a mom of two beautiful daughters who are amazingly 17 and 21. I am working on getting my first book, a fantasy novel for young people, published and am busy spinning on my new spinning wheel. I have been a Waldorf early childhood teacher for 10 years now, and before that, I was a lawyer. Teaching is much more fun.

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