Sunday, 17 January 2016


I dumped 30,000 words.

I don’t say that lightly, when it comes to my words and my story they are like children, born into the page and nurtured as they grew into themselves.  All the while, I fuss over them like a mother hen.

But these words weren’t right, I knew it already, your instinct, your gut is never wrong.  But I resisted for a while, at least, because I don’t give up easily.  But it didn't feel right and my dogged determination to force them onto the page wasn't going to make it any better.

So, here I was, one story on hiatus and not quite sure where my next creative venture would take me.  When I decided to take a little journey.  I am very, very lucky, I can sit in front of my laptop and the words spill onto the page.  And I was being given one story, then another and then another that I could pursue but I didn’t know which one to choose or where to go. A dilemma that I both appreciated and found confusing. 

I knew that given time I would find the answer, I trust my instincts in every situation and that first tingle of awareness is rarely wrong.

So, a few days ago, I went back to my roots and went to a creative writing group.  I have been looking for one for a while because you never truly stop learning and being in a room, being creative with bunch of writers, well for me, you can’t get anything better.

So when I came home, full of ideas, stories and inspiration, I knew what I had to do and I started to write.

Because when you know who you are and what you want from life you can't wait to get started.  

And then I remembered the last time I went to a creative writing group and was inspired to write a story and what followed was the 134,000 words that become The Kinship Chronicles®.

This new adventure is going be a lot of fun.

So, if I can leave with you one parting wish, I would like it to this; re-discover your joie de vivre and follow wherever it may take you.  

You may just find yourself and what you were looking for.

I did.