A good day to be a writer.
Wednesday, February 11th, 2009I may not be famous or have a lot of money but, today was a good day to be a writer.
I have been taking a water color art class since last fall, and am enjoying it very much, even though most of my work looks like it was done by a five-year-old. My teacher is fabulous and a very generous woman. She makes jewelry as a hobby, then gives most of it away. I got several pieces at Christmas time and enjoy wearing them. Because of her genorousity, I gave her four of my published books for Christmas. She was delighted, read them all and is now in the process of sharing them with the rest of the class. I love that. I write mainly because I want people to read my stories.
Today one of my fellow classmates gave me two hand-made bookmarks as a way of saying thanks for reading my books. She loved them all and wanted to give me something to say thank you. She said, “They aren’t special so if you don’t want them, just throw them away.” Throw them away? I wouldn’t think of it. I won’t even use them to mark my place in books because I might lose one! No, they will go in my box of special treasures.
As if that weren’t enough, my teacher told me she’d lent one of my books to a friend. The friend thanked her profusely and said, “That’s one of the best books I’ve ever read.”
A good day to be a writer? You bet! It was one of the best.
