Many MANY years ago I considered pursuing writing in college. I had already completed a degree in Psychology and was not satisfied. I had returned briefly for a business degree that required a writing course my previous degree had not. Finally after years of failure I had finally been able to pull an A out of my professor for writing. I actually enjoyed too!
Well fast forward 12 years, 3 kids, a wonderful marriage, and knowledge of Army stuff I never wanted, and here I sit thinking about writing again.
I don’t understand the appeal it has for me. It is rather like exposing myself to strangers emotionally but nonetheless I feel drawn.
The downside, it requires quiet moments without interruption. It also requires that emotionally I am mostly free from mental burdens. 2 events that are rare in my life.
I will add it to the prayer list and see what comes of it.
