Look. Shiny object!

OK here we are – day eight of this gratefulness study.  Twenty-two more to go.  Getting tired of it yet?  Wondering “When is she going to get to the good stuff?  You know, poignant descriptions of domestic violence. Pithy comments on personal dilemmas. Humorous observations of life’s absurdities.  I can get this Pollyanna crap on the Hallmark Channel.”  Truth be told, I can’t stand Pollyanna.  Hated the movie. Except for the part where Hayley Mills hangs the crystal prisms in the window.  It’s that “shiny objects” thing.  Speaks to my problem with focus.

All my life I’ve had a problem with follow through.  Not because I’m lazy, because I get bored.  Well, I’m going to do my best to keep this interesting – for myself as much as for anyone else who may be reading. But I said I was going to do this for one month.  One month.  I’ve got 335 other days of the year to move the world with my scintillating prose (334 if I take Christmas off).   I hope I will be able to find the time to write about other things as well; some days it’s hard enough to scratch out the time to do these posts.  But I’ll be damned if I won’t stick by this commitment. That being said…here we go.

Today something that has been bubbling around inside me for quite some time finally crystallized.  I want to write.  I need to write.  I’ve always loved the written word.  I started reading at a very young age and have never stopped.  I am awed by the idea that a certain combination of squiggles on a page can create a whole world or touch someone deeply or change someone’s mind.  How powerful.  I didn’t know if I could do that. Wasn’t sure I could take all these thoughts and ideas that bang into each other in my head and organize them in a way that would make others say “Yeah, that’s right. I get it. I  understand.  I still don’t know if what write will ever do that to any real extent.  But that doesn’t matter.  I have to try.  I have to put it out there.  I have a focus and a purpose  now and for that I’m grateful.