A Writing Tea

It has been another day of ups and downs, dark and light, humid heat and breezy wind (in June?). It’s been another day with a thunderstorm forecast in the very near future. I have worked hard, but I still feel behind on many things. Yet, at day’s end I am choosing to feel gratitude for what I did accomplish today and that was a couple of great hours in the morning.

A new friend dropped by, and I threw out some strawberry Madeleines and brewed up some tea. This friend is a writer too, and finally it looks like I might have a writing buddy! Those of you who have great critique groups might have forgotten the lonely side of writing. It is a private activity on the one hand, but on the other one needs a listening wall, an honest voice that lets you try ideas out and try scenes on for size.

Diann writes some truly beautiful poems I learned. (Someday maybe she will let me share with you.) She had hung back from fiction, but I urged her on. So now we are both trying our hand at writing a story for a contest. Our stories are vastly different, but we truly appreciated the other’s work. We each got the encouragement this morning to keep working on these stories.

I also got enough strength and confidence to work on a nonfiction pitch that was requested of me. I did not think I could do this job, knew I had to try. I managed this afternoon to get an outline of where I might go on this article, but a lot of real work is left to do. This writing is hard, but it is even harder to find a crack in my days to work on the project.

So no matter what curve balls were thrown at me today, a writing tea this morning was a wonderful joy!