In the blog world, I often read about the way in which the "universe moves" to point you in the direction you need to be. My mother would call it coincidence. I like to use the term serendipity.
Whatever term you use, it happened just this morning, and now my thoughts are in an excited little whirl.
You see, I've been feeling in a huge rut for the past few weeks, stuck on a boring treadmill with nothing to look forward to. My writing was feeling the effects of this condition, and I've been toying with the idea of just packing it all in and giving up.
But I've also been thinking that perhaps it was time to move on to the next level with writing. Take a class, or go to a workshop, do something to propel myself out of the writing rut.
So I'm mulling this over in my mind during our walk at the park. Afterwards, I decide to stop by my favorite coffee house for the customary mid-morning brew.
Lo and behold, I spy a sign on the door:
First Cup Writer's Group
Open to all fledgling writers who'd like to improve their work and talk about writing.
Bring two or three pages of something you'd like to share.
We'll also be discussing Elmore Leonard's 10 Rules of Writing.
Sunday, August 10, 2008, at 2:30.
Well, if that's not the universe at work, I don't know what is.
Except for this, which I clicked on immediately after I got home.
Roseanne, over at Firefly Nights, honored me with a lovely award, which I greatly appreciate. But it was the words she used to describe the Byline that really filled my heart with encouragement.
"Becca is a very talented writer and an avid reader. If you’re looking for a lot of silly fluff, don’t even bother to visit. But, if you like a writer who can weave a fictional story out of a few key words and someone with a lot of life experience who writes about family issues and problems we can all relate to, Becca is the blogger for you."
Coincidence, serendipity, or the universe at work...two relatively small incidents in the larger scheme of life, but able to provide a much needed dose of encouragment to my sagging spirit.
How about you? Has the universe moved for you lately?