Although I’m not altogether sure, I’m willing to bet that one of the greatest gifts a writer can give or receive is the gift of words.
No one likes receiving books as a gift any more than me. The thought of all those words and sentences makes me tingle all over. As I make my way through the chapters hopefully that one gift changes into many gifts as I languish over the sentences and paragraphs, that deliciously wonderful plot that keeps me reading onward.
Last week a gift arrived for me in my inbox from writer friend, Syr Ruus author of LoveSongs Of Emmanuel Taggart.
Her email consisted of some writerly advise and a bit of insight prompted by one of my earlier blog posts. If she was my mom I think she would have simply told me to smartened the heck up and just write. But she’s not my mom, and she would never say something of that nature. She’s a friend who has the weapon of words at her disposal, and so she wrote, rather eloquently I thought. With her permission I wanted to share with you all this one sentence that I absolutely loved:
“Creation, I believe, comes from that part of your being where rules do not exist.”
When I read those words it was as if a tremendous weight had been removed, it reaffirmed what my heart had been telling me all along.
I always enjoy Syr’s emails for they usually offer some words of wisdom, loads of praise and encouragement, and always brimming with the delightful wit that I have come to expect in one of Syr’s emails.
So thank you, Syr, for your wonderfully wise words that meant more to this writer/friend than you could know, thank you for helping to pull me out of my writing woes without telling me to smarten the heck up even though I needed a little smartening up.
Syr Wisdom—I kind of like the sound of that!