This Quiet Corner

I just did something monumental. I left the house and came to the library, by myself. I am sitting in the most private nook I could find. I came here to write with out distractions. I feel like I am writing this in hushed tones so that no small children or their needs will find me here. I feel nervous, like at any moment someone is going to come calling, “Mom I have a really big problem.” It is stone quiet in this nook and that sound has never been more welcome. I have so many things in my head that I want to express. I want to tell all the stories that are there just waiting for me to let them go. Ryan, in his goodness, has given me a night at the library once a week, bless him. I can actually feel the creative juices flowing in this quiet corner.

I will tell you what I plan to do in this quiet corner. I am going to write something grand. I am going to enter my work in the Utah Writers Guild competition in the Fall. This accomplishment is the only new years resolution I made for 2012. I don’t care if I win a single honorable mention. My writing career will have officially begun with this accomplishment.

Why do I want to do this? With all the options and demands on my time? I feel this desire is directed by God. When I follow God-directed desires good things happen, especially when you are looking for the good.

My end goal is to write a memoir. I want to write about my childhood because I think it would be interesting and funny to read and most important, enjoyable to write. As a child I kept journals, and I plan to use the content in them for this project. I want to be the literary voice for the experiences of my upbringing. I can envision a future gathering of my 9 siblings and 2 parents. In this vision we are passing the unfinished chapters around for everyone to read and reminisce. As we talk about memories I start to laugh so hard that I wet my pants, and that is okay. This is going to create a unity among us. Unity that we need in a world were adults sometimes forget where they came from.