Katy Perry’s song has been running through my head for the last couple of days and I thought it was just an earworm caught from all the 4th of July revelry, but I realized this morning that maybe it’s in my head for a deeper reason.
If you haven’t heard the song, it’s the ultimate “Stuart Smalley” Song … I’m good enough, I’m smart enough and doggone it, people like me. As undiscovered writers (I refuse to call us aspiring, because we’re all going to be discovered one day), we live for the day when our voices are heard. It’s a tough to spend time away from our family and friends, missing those weekend barbecues and pool parties to get a scene out of our heads, or even that far off look we get when a character says something brilliant while we’re trying to talk to a colleague at work.
Thank goodness for writers groups and a community of bloggers all sharing the journey together (Susie, Frank, Taureanw, Linda, The Greater Fort Worth Writers Group – thank you for being shining stars!). But, we can’t just depend on fellow writers to keep moving forward, we have the find the spark within ourselves, that need to keep our butt in the chair and to put words, sentences, pages and, finally, whole stories together.
This post might be my own Stuart Smalley moment … just without the cardigan sweater. Instead of staring in a mirror to give myself my daily affirmation, I stare at a computer screen, realizing that what looks back at me is my true self.
We may live with our heads in the clouds, but the view of the fireworks is so much nicer up here.