THAT was an unexpected but much needed hiatus. How ARE you? How was summer? I hope it treated you well.
My name's Jen and I used to blog at The Cup and Page. I also used to blog here, many, many moons ago.
I almost didn't come back for fear of rejection. For fear of past followers unfollowing and friends from The Cup and Page thinking "Uh-oh, here we go again!" And you know what? That's OK. Rejection is a part of life, especially the writer's life. We work hard, long, lonely hours, hoping our words will strike someones heart strings, someones soul shadow. There's no promise, no guarantee those words will ever reach beyond our crit partners.
Still, we write.
We write for hope because we know - KNOW! - our words are important. They are important to us and must be let out. We breathe story and with it the prayer words touch and resonate with a kindred somewhere.
That's why we blog.
We blog to reach out. It's a fumbling in the dark, linking arm in arm with others along the journey. We write differently, think differently but we're all headed towards that same pin-prick of light.
Fear not those who won't understand. Keep moving, keep saying "YES" to the steps that will move you forward to your North Star.
Readers come and go.
So do followers.
But keep your own quiet knowing, that silent confidence in every new story. Even if it takes a dozen drafts (or a dozen blog or job or genre changes) to do it.
I've missed you IWSG.
It's good to be home.