You know the feeling. When you're right where you're supposed to be, doing just what you're intended to do. In the groove. I'm groovin'.
My friend, Luisa, was the first to invite me to blogland, and though I initially felt small and insignificant, befuddled, and bemused, I am so grateful that she believed in me enough to coax me along out of my comfort zone.
My new writer and author friends, Josi, Annette, Heather, Julie, and Traci, who honor me with their continued readership of this little blog, have also given me a virtual thumbs up to pursue writing beyond it. Their votes of confidence have filled me with enough courage to give it more focus.
So, it was with huge thrill that I received a pat on the back in the form of an acceptance for a little article I sent off to Desert Saints Magazine last week. (Thanks for the nudge, Heather!) And I've sent several other projects off to various publications, and have begun more earnestly on THE BOOK. I also was asked to write a Christmas play for a ward in Arizona, and the opportunity both humbles and excites me. It feels really, really, well...groovey.