Saturday, August 2, 2014

40 years

Forty years ago, I was photographed on my first day of school. 

Shielding my eyes from the bright morning sun, I looked into the camera without the slightest idea of what the future held in store.


Recently I returned to the scene of that photo for a "half time" check-in:  if gene patterns held, half of that future had been lived and half remained. 
Again I covered my eyes, but now I looked up into a sky that held optimism and promise. 

Three years ago this fall, I took an inspiring writing workshop which redirected my energies from the non-fiction writing I'd done for many years to a then-moribund novel. 

85,000 words and countless re-writes later, I'm in the final stretch of edits, working on a book proposal, and diving into my next venture:  an MFA-Creative Writing program. 

Where will this path lead? 

I honestly don't know. 

Will I become a creative writing teacher? 


Ideally. 

A grant writer? 

Possibly.

An editor in a publishing house? 


Perhaps. 

Will there be opportunities that I can't foresee? 

Undoubtedly. 

What I do know is that I'm excited about the journey.

5 comments:

  1. Great post. Enjoyed the pictures, and especially love that you hail from the "Republic of San Francisco." One of the most beautiful spots on the planet.

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  2. Dan, I hope you do make it to 90+ years, hale and hearty! Excellent post. Here's to all the good journeys we take in our lives.

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  3. This is great news Dan! So proud of you :)

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  4. Good for you, Dan! Best of luck to you in whatever direction you go!

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  5. Great to hear Dan I am very happy for you! I love to write and 2 of my kids are writers as well. What is it about us writers?

    Hopefully next time you are in town we can chat 608-745-8058. :)

    Jen B

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