I’m thankful for my writing group and my writing class. I’m thankful for the women who gather in my home to talk about their stories, and humbled they want to do it with me. In fact, I’m thankful for all the things which go along with being a writer. I’m thankful for pens, paper, journals, post-it notes, computers and printers, late night ideas, early morning writing time, crazy characters who live in your head. I’m thankful for times with other writers where you giggle about about the whole other world in your mind, and you sigh about the whole other world in your mind, and you listen for any kernel that might help you. I’m thankful for all the writers who are people watchers, who watch this strange beast called man and then seek to lay out their stories.
I’m thankful for writing and the friends it has brought me over the years, especially amongst my church family!