Today is a writing day. Which explains why I’ve been blog surfing. If you write too, you know what I mean. Surfing, today, took me back to Jeanette Fulda’s blog, where I’d not been for a while. (Truth be told, I’ve not been anywhere in blogsphere for a while.) I don’t know Jeanette personally, but I was drawn to her blog two years ago after reading her weight loss memoir, Half-Assed (which has to be, I must say, one of the greatest titles EVER). She is a delightful writer, with a clear, witty voice, and I was both delighted and slightly jealous to see that TODAY was the release date of her second book, Chocolate And Vicodin: My Quest for Relief From the Headache That Wouldn’t Go Away. As a chronic headache sufferer of the 40 year variety, I had to smile and shake my head. (Not at her pain, mind you. That would be bad karma. If you believed in karma.) No, I smiled at her inventiveness and success at writing a book about it. And then, I smiled even bigger.

Why? Because usually this kind of thing would have sent me into despair. What I am thinking? How could I possibly think I could do this? Everything I have to say has already been said. No one wants to hear from me. I’m wasting my time. And so on, ad nauseum. But interestingly enough, not today. Today, I thought, I could really do this. There’s NO REASON on earth why I couldn’t do this. This woman lost around two hundred pounds. She wrote and published a book about it. She got a headache. She wrote and published a book about it. If she can do this, you can do this. What on earth are you waiting for?

What on earth am I waiting for? Nothing. At least not today. I chalk part of the change in my attitude up to having been reading The Art of Non-Conformity by Chris Guillebeau for the last several nights. (The rest I chalk up to a greater work of God within me that I’m not ready to talk about just yet, but which probably includes said book.) I’m half way through the book, and I’ve already used up half a pad of sticky notes. This is a hearty endorsement. Believe me.One of the very first things Chris urges you to get clear about is determining what are your core life values. I think I could say pretty clearly, without hesitation, that I value adventure, freedom (not of the “you-can’t-tell-me-what-to-do-I’m-the-boss-of-me” variety, but of the “I’m-no-longer-bound-and-able-to-choose-what-I-do-from-here” variety), true intimacy, and hope. These are values, among others, that stir within me, creating discontent and sometimes even motivation. But.

But there’s a problem. When I look realistically at my life, and the way I LIVE my life, you will see that I clearly value other things more. Comfort. Security. Ease. Protection. Self. Keeping up with the Jonses. I can see it. Can you? You can be honest. It’s okay. Because I know you do. And it’s time I do something about it. Because it’s no wonder there is discontent. That doesn’t take a brain surgeon to figure it out. I’m living in a way that is contrary to what I say I truly value and desire. I’m going to need to make some changes. And I’m going to need to take some risks. Hence this post. I am taking a leap. I am through looking at and treating my writing as a hobby. It is now a part-time job. (With any luck and a lot of prayer, perhaps it will even follow the path of my other “part-time” job which is growing so steadily I cannot contain it.) My goal is to start at a commitment of 15 hours a week spent writing, researching, planning, and/or reading, all directed toward the projects I am currently working on, with the hope of moving it to 20. I don’t know HOW I am going to do this. That’s two hours per day to start with, increasing to three. And did I mention I have school-aged children, who will be out for the summer. But no worries. Because that is where YOU come in!

I plan to create a weekly email list of prayer support people who are willing to lift up the needs I am experiencing that week. I also plan to post once a week my progress. I’m creating accountability AND an army, all at the same time! If you don’t receive the email and would like to be on the list, please leave a comment and let me know, and I will include you happily. Exhale. Wow. I just said it. I’ve put it out there.

I’ve put it out there. I will keep it out there. And I will wait, expectantly, to see what comes back. Feel free to be expectant with me!

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