Zounds! I was doing so well yesterday, working away in my new office, and suddenly the computer gulped down my revisions! For a while there, it looked as though I’d actually lost EVERYTHING, though some of it was saved on other computers. First impulse: have a nervous breakdown. Second impulse: PRAY.
Thank heaven I skipped impulse number one and had a word with the Big Guy instead. A few strokes to the keyboard and the chapters returned as mysteriously as they’d disappeared. But I still have to do the revisions over again–but, as Phyllis A Whitney used to say, “Good things aren’t written, they’re REwritten.” In my experience, that is SO true.
So, in a few minutes, I’ll be going back to “Big Sky Secrets”.
The woodpecker may be nesting elsewhere–she did return a couple of times, but only for a few minutes, as if to say howdy.
I’ve decided to give away two copies of “Writing Down Your Soul” instead of one; the book is that good. For me, journaling seems to be a very necessary practice, my way of meditating. I don’t write about my day so much as ask questions. I’ve discovered that God ignores “why” questions most of the time, but He almost always replies to the “how” kind.
Best get back to my story now. As Dad would say, we’re burnin’ daylight!