Blog » Talking Inspiration with Cathy Elliott
- 2015-02-04 07:00:00
I remember the day my writing career formally began. My daughter had just called with happy news, announcing her engagement. We chatted for a while about how the lucky man proposed. And about her beautiful ring, of course. Then I hung up the phone and a curious notion came into my head.
Now, at last, it was time for me to write.
What? Who said that? Hadn’t I always been too busy for such activities? Still, I reasoned, my daughter wouldn’t need me as before. And just like that, I adjusted my focus, joining a local writers group the next month.
At my first meeting, three authors were on the cusp of having books released . . .