A love story
My Work is a Real Job
It calls, and it pays
I’m a writer and my love for this work didn’t just begin. It began when I was just a little girl playing in the sand with ABCs. When I was a child, I always had a pen and notebook to jot thoughts and ideas down with. I always had a book under my pillow. My love for words drove me through my school years and now I’m a full-time, very proud, and happy writer living the life I always dreamed of. I’m a writer and I say it with my chin up. I say it as if my work is the best work in all the land and it really, really is! I’m confident about it. Writing allows me to live the best life ever!
Writing is a full-time job, hobby, calling, purpose, soul mission, and career all in one. It moves me in ways I’ve never been moved before. It moves me to wake up in the morning excited to write and I do it with a pep in my step. When I’m away from the keyboard, I miss it and I’m enthused to return. It moves me to move away from the chaos of the world and enter into my own little bubble of peace where I can look at the chaos from a bird's-eye view. Oh, I love it. It’s what I was created to do. It’s the perfect little job for my little life. This feeling goes beneath the surface. Writing calls me. It calls me the way the ocean called Moana to restore the heart. It calls me the way the wind spirit called Elsa to discover…
