hear ye, hear ye

Our challenge for Day 1 came boldly to us this morning - Declare you’re a writer.

It was followed by these sentiments "Do it with pride and boldness. Write about it, tweet it about, record a video if you want. The more outrageous it is, the more likely you are to believe. This is what we’re trying to do here: convince ourselves that we have the right to pick up the pen."

Why is that so hard for us to do?

We seem to have the hardest time believing in ourselves.

As I desperately tried to find someone today to proclaim my writership to, I was coming up short.  I was ready to shout it from the rooftops and fly a plane across the beach with "I AM A WRITER- EAT AT JOE'S" waving proudly behind me in order to get someone to notice me.  But no one did.

Until I got the mail.

Mixed in that pile of catalogs and bills and unwanted correspondence, there was one sacred envelope.

My first paycheck - ever - for writing something.

How ironic that it came to me on Day 1 of this writing challenge.

So, while I may not have told anyone verbally today that I am a writer, I received something that verified my path and said to me "Yes, you are."

And that was the best news I heard all day.