10/09/2005

One Fell Swoop




I woke Saturday morning to a glorious sight—an article with my byline in the Dallas Morning News’ Rockwall/Rowlett Neighbors pullout section. A full page. With color pictures. And a line in italics at the end that declared me “a freelance writer.”

WOW! It was amazing. It was thrilling. But I didn’t jump up and down or call everyone I know. I just savored the moment, grinning like a Cheshire cat.

Then the mail arrived. Low and behold, the day got even better. A large manila envelope bore my name. I ripped it open. Beginnings Magazine. My first fiction publication. I turned to the story I know almost by heart, “Seat 6.” I’d been waiting for this for almost 10 months. Again, I reveled quietly in the moment.

It’s a bit overwhelming to discover your words in print twice in one day. Fiction. Non-fiction. Magazine. Newspaper. My words on a page for all to see. Scrolling back through the annuls of my imagination, I thought I’d be elated, ecstatic, uncontainable.

But all I felt was humbled.

Thank you, Lord, for being faithful to the dream You put in my heart so many years ago. May my words always bring glory to You alone.
    

4 comments:

lostandfound said...

And why have I not read either of these articles? Could it be that someone stole my newspaper from my front yard?

mureiko said...

And why have I not read either of there articles? Could it be that someone stole my newspaper from my front yard?

One More Writer said...

I'm taking the 5th on that one.

mureiko said...

I thought you were a writer. Surely you have something to say! You know, I think that I may enjoy this. After all, it's so public!!!!