Writing has always been a hobby of mine. Well not so much a hobby as a passion, sometimes an obsession. I have three trapper keepers (remember those?) bursting full of stories I started. I have even written about 20 poems, though the last one was when I was pregnant with Justin and it was like the words were bursting out of me from him to Jay.
The past few weeks, my mind has been bombarded with story ideas. No matter what I do, I can't get them out of my mind. Jimmy has told me for years to finish at least one. He told me once, "Dammit, Kaytee, I'm tired of finding your writings and getting really into them only to find there's nothing more! Finish something!" I want to. I really do. But what then? I'm not good with rejection. I'm not good with sharing my stuff with others.
Yet I cannot get rid of this obsessive need to start typing and not stop. Of course with 4 kids home, I can't ideally do that. I'm just going to have to give in to this obsession and see what comes out of it. I still don't know what to do if I've been successful in telling these stories. Maybe just having finally finished one, I'll find satisfaction. I hope so.