My eyes are always open observing my surroundings, looking for a spark that will ignite my pen. My ears listen for the voice with the same precision I use to auscultate my patient’s hearts and lungs. Maybe I have too much wax in my ears or maybe I need a better stethoscope. I can’t hear my writing voices yet. I hear other voices. Voices of encouragement. “You are a writer”, “Once you hear the voice it will never go away” is what I hear right now and I believe them. I have big plans for this writing voice of mine. I wish it would present itself to me! I must be patient. I know we will meet some day. Writing has been a slow process like waiting 8-10 hours for a chuck roast to cook in a crock pot. It smells delicious and your mouth waters as you bring that first bite to your mouth. Once you taste the perfection you know it was worth the wait.
This blog was created because my voices of encouragement reassured me that I could. Some of the voices were gentle, some were verbose. You all know who you are and I thank you.
This blog is part of my journey as a writer and my first attempt at displaying my writing to the general public. In it you’ll find stories about life, nursing, books and food. Enjoy and feel free to comment.