I attended a book club meeting yesterday to meet with a terrific group of ladies who are in the process of reading and reviewing the Jorja Matthews mystery series. It was, by far, the most fun I’ve had as it relates to my writing in a very long time.
And it was much needed medicine for this weary writer.
Sadly, I’m not weary because I’m writing too much…I’m weary due to my continued attempts to do my best to try to write in the middle of all the chaos around me. And feeling like a failure every time I’m not able to produce as much as I feel, as much as I know, I should be able to.
When I set out early yesterday morning, I really hadn’t thought much about what to expect. I knew the group wanted to meet me. I knew they would have questions about me, the characters and the series. I also knew I’d have to be careful what I said so as not to let slip any spoiler alerts. As I drove the hour-long drive to my destination, I listened to music and just let my mind wander. I do my best not to stress too much before book signings or events. It helps to reduce my expectations, my fears and hopefully keep me from over thinking altogether.
When I met the book club members, I felt immediately comfortable in their presence. I’m not sure exactly how long I spoke to them about myself and the series…an hour, maybe two…it just flew by so fast. I was pleased by many of their questions, both insightful and deep, and I was surprised by the direction some of the topics took us. They were also a very entertaining group of women, with good humor and a very thoughtful approach while they enjoyed digging deeper into the story behind the story.
I spent three hours with the book club, speaking with them, signing their books and then chit chatting with a few before finally heading back home. By the time I left, I can’t deny I was on cloud nine. But, my euphoria wasn’t completely due to the fact that the club loved the series, my characters, or was happy to finally meet me – although admittedly that part is always fun. No, my intense mood was mainly due to how this wonderful group of women ignited a spark in me that has been only dimly lit for too long.
And I can’t thank them enough for it.
|Bethlehem Baptist Church book club|
This just goes to show, or it reminds me, that we have to remember we can’t always do things on our own. Sometimes you have to put yourself out there, whether you feel ready or not, and in doing so, you let others remind you of why you’re doing what you do. I don’t write just for myself – I also write for those who enjoy my stories or appreciate what I’m trying to share.
And now that the spark has been ignited beyond the dimly lit ember, I’m going to do everything I can to keep this fire burning.
To the wonderful women I met yesterday, who truly bestowed upon me more than I believe I gave to them, thank you from the bottom of my heart.