Words from my heart
It’s been exactly one year ago today that I launched my Hair Shair Project website. The launch party was wonderful! The loving support I received from all of you helped cool the day’s sizzling 102℉ weather like sparkling ice-cubes in a giant jar of good ol’ fashioned sun tea. So refreshing! So memorable!
But where is my website now? Why doesn’t it pop up when you enter hairshairproject.com in the address bar?
I made the bittersweet decision to let it expire in July when the domain fee was due. I let it go …
As some of you know, last December I resigned from my full-time job and became a part-time college student. My original plan was to major in English. After all, isn’t that the major of all aspiring writers? Guess not. I flunked 20th Century British Literature. Yes, that’s right—an F. However, I got an A in Composition Theory and Writing!! So what did Spring 2013 confirm?
I am not an English major.
I LOVE non-fiction.
I GOBBLE UP biographies and memoirs, often drooling on the pages.
Conducting research interviews is AWESOME because I get to spend time with incredible people like you!
And, I AM a writer.
According to the extremely blunt and brutally honest Chuck Wendig, there are “two states in which you may exist: person who writes, or person who does not. If you write: you are a writer. If you do not write: you are not. Aspiring is a meaningless null state that romanticizes Not Writing.”
I no longer aspire. I write. It’s harder than I thought and the romance is definitely dead, but I’m convinced more than ever that I am called to write. I have found my niche. Anne Lamott’s book Bird by Bird played a powerful role in giving me the courage to say I’m a writer.
“In this dark and wounded society, writing can give you the pleasure of the woodpecker, of hollowing out a hole in a tree where you can build your nest and say, ‘This is my niche, this is where I live now, this is where I belong.’”
So, although I didn’t post freshly written chapters of my Hair Shair book to the website as I had hoped, I have been writing and growing and learning. I’ve been building my nest. This past year, I’ve pulled back socially while digging deeper into my soul. I’ve learned that there’s a time to be private and a time to be public, as Ecclesiastes 3:3 reminds us—to everything there is a season and purpose under heaven.
I am now choosing to go public through my new Tumblr account, and appreciate the fact that this service is free, just as I’m learning to be with my voice. In one of my papers this past semester, I wrote:
“ . . . with fearless faith in what I think, and feel, and see, I’ll continue learning how to cultivate, how to dig deep into my soul, and I’ll wait with eager anticipation for beauty to break ground. And then, I’ll gather my words like flowers, arrange them into stories like bouquets, and offer them to the world. I will offer my sounds, my textures, my rhythms. I will offer my voice, a voice that’s being set free.”
Again, THANK YOU for your love and support. I send you this blog post as a bouquet of gratitude, and invite you to follow along as I continue to hollow out my niche.
P.S. I’ll be changing my major to Communication, and would like to add that I recently found out that Elvis Presley once received an F in music. That makes me feel as if I’ve joined an elite club, which sets the stage nicely for a great redemption story, don’t you think?
P.P.S. The Hair Shair Project is in a gestational period with delivery date undetermined. Can’t wait to send out the birth announcement!