It’s finally time to let the cat out of the bag; I am taking a giant step.
Ok maybe not THAT giant of a step! I am stepping out in faith into what feels like outer space because I know nothing about how this other world functions.
I’m writing a book.
In the very early months of 2013 I was finally diagnosed with fibromyalgia after struggling through (almost) a year of bizarre symptoms and illnesses. Along the way, people began to say to me, “you should really write a book.” The crazy (and cool) piece of the jigsaw puzzle was that I could sense God whispering that same initiative to me over and over again. And so it began. I have since stepped into a world of which I know very little, but I’m learning!
I have a family blog at www.mooseantics.blogspot.com so if you would like to read older posts, you can find me there. Instead of moving over a vast multitude of writing to this new site, I decided to just start over. Already I have learned so much about the book writing and publishing process and I am eager to drink from this fire hydrant of information on the corner of Publisher Boulevard and You’re Crazy Parkway. You can follow my journey here, and please … feel free to leave me silly and fun comments along the way. I love humor. I think I’m hilarious, but my husband refuses to admit to my hilarity. I think he is fearful that if he admits just how funny I am, his own comedic one-liners will suffer. It’s cool. I get it.
Here we go — where? I dunno. But I have my moon boots on and I’m ready for the journey.