I am by no means trying to toot my own horn here, but sometimes I am just surprised as to what my mind is capable of. If you would have told me one year ago that I would be doing the things that I do on a daily basis, I would have probably laughed in your face.
In the midst of all of my own writing, I have gigs that pay me to be a ghost writer and it seems that I am getting pretty well-known because I have been SO busy it is crazy. I get requests for stories that are between 10,000 and 25,000 words long and they are all completely different. And they order smaller parts at a time, so any given day I could be working on three or four different books at a time, not to mention my own, in my spare time. (ya right)
So in the middle of all of this writing, I am still taking care of my family, volunteering at the local hospital, keeping up with my friends and writing random things for family and friends for free, of course. But believe it or not, I am happier than I have been in a very long time. I absolutely love to write and I love being home.
Yesterday I found myself writing a rap song for my son. Really? A rap song? ha ha ha Yup, he asked if I could do it and I actually doubted myself, but then out of pure curiosity, I stopped all of the writing that I was doing and then whipped that child up a rap song. Who would have ever thought that I would have any clue as to how to do that. Certainly not me.
I always doubt myself, and then I like to prove myself wrong and I just come up with the craziest stuff that I could never have imagined. I love that I am almost forty years old and I can still amaze myself. I still can’t believe that I wrote a rap song. lol
Poetry, rap songs, country songs, novels and stories in general are all the same I guess. I just never realized how easily a lot of this comes to me. I feel like I am getting to know myself for the first time in my life.
I love it!