“Hey Siri, am I a writer?”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t quite catch that. Could you repeat that?”
“Am I a WRI-TER?”
“I really couldn’t say.”
Couldn’t she just reply, “Anyone who writes is a writer!” (I’ll keep asking her; she changes her answers frequently)?
To BE a writer, I must write. For many weeks at the beginning of this year I had a daily prompt. It ended with a change of seasons. Finding a balance in life is not always an easy task; particularly when you have a true desire to do one thing well and often. Writing is listed in my “to do’s” for each week just like an item on a grocery list. And when a surprise gift of time occurs, I immediately feel the urge to write. Each morning, as soon as my prayer ends, the words swirl. It should be as easy as 1,2, and 3…just like A to Z.
What do you see from A to B? Do you feel anything from C to D? Can E and F stir your soul? Will G and H make you whole? I and J might not go well, Then things might change with K and L. Should M and N change your heart, Use O and P and then restart. You’ll learn again at Q and R, By S and T, you’ve come so far. Could U and V still make you grow? At W and X will you plateau? By the end who will you be? Y all that matters is the Z. Remember what you’ve learned and heard, Use wisdom when you select your word. What you live from A to Z Will one day be your legacy.