Saturday, March 01, 2014

Lucky Serendipity: The Tree House

Hi, folks! I'm starting a new series for the month of March and in honor of Saint Patrick's Day. I'm calling this series: Lucky Serendipity. I have tripped across these moments in life that really direct the whole of my future. I call these moments: lucky serendipity. So here is the story of one of those moments.

When I started college, I thought I would be chemist. It seemed sensible, steady work. I'm not one of those people who dreamed of being a writer since they were five years old.  I was a terrible with the conventions of writing. Grammar and me have never been on the best of terms and back then we didn't even have a dialogue going. I loved stories but I didn't think I could ever put one on the page that would, you know, make sense.

I started journaling in high school, not stories, but just thoughts and feelings. I loved to write but to be honest, when I took writing classes, there was only sort of this "meh" coming my way. It was really discouraging.  As a young person, I needed cheerleaders but all I got were critics. My tender creative heart couldn't take that. I liked journaling because no one could tell me that the writing was just awful. It was for me, and I always gave myself an A+.

In college, there was a tree house out in the wooded area of a park I liked. It was a place where I dreamed a lot. I took my journal up there, and I would write and write. I would pour my heart and soul onto the page.  I didn't think of myself as a writer, how could someone with my skills presume such a thing? But there was magic in those hours sitting up in that swaying tree and pulling the essence of who I am out of me and placing it on the page. I thought of this place as my secret place that had been put in the world for me. I had found shelter from the storms that life could throw at me in that freedom of words.

A few years later, I was finishing up college and choking at the future. I was getting that chemistry degree, but I had learned one thing in college, chemistry wasn't really my thing.  Right at the end of my college days, I met this boy (yes, the love of my life) and he saw me scribbling in my little journal time and again, and he took me by the hand and pleaded with me to become a writer. He'd never seen anyone put so much effort into writing. Then one day we went for a walk, and he took me to that tree house. It turns out that he built the special place I had spent so many hours scribbling. There I knew, even though I was a hoplessly flawed writer, I was one.

All the threads of serendipity, lucky me. I married the boy and from that day on always called myself a writer. That was 27 years ago. My first novel is coming out in a few months: PLUMB CRAZY (Swoon Romance). I hope it is the first of many.

I hope that lucky serendipity comes your way this month. I will be back with more of the series next week.

Here is the doodle. Of course I doodled that spot all those years ago.  "Tree house."

 
 
Psalm 91:6 -- He that dwells in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.

12 comments:

Vijaya said...

Best Love Story ever!!! You and Tim and writing and all that followed. I can't wait to read Plumb.

MollyMom103 said...

Yes, living a true romance really helps with the writing.

Candilynn Fite said...

Such a beautiful story of love & writing. :)

MollyMom103 said...

Hi Candy, Glad you found some inspiration.

Faith Pray said...

Oh, bliss! This is such an awesome true story. Seriously amazing. I'm so glad he pleaded with you to become a writer. Yay Molly!

MollyMom103 said...

Hi, Faith, I am always so grateful. Tim seems a little bemused by my gratefulness because to him he was stating the obvious.

Sherry said...

What a great story! Finding your life's work and your life's love at the same time.

Karrie Zylstra-Myton said...

I am terribly excited to read Plumb Crazy. Please keep us updated on the release!

And about your poem for your short profile: I shared it with others because we were talking about poverty. Your words touched me.

MollyMom103 said...

Hi, Sherry, better than finding a treasure.

MollyMom103 said...

Hi Karrie! I'm excited that Plumb Crazy is coming up too. I will continue to post updates. Glad you like my thought about poverty. The beauty and vastness of the universe helps me keep everything in perspective.

Tyrean Martinson said...

That is the best love story I've read in a long time. So wonderful!!! I used to have a tree that I climbed for my thoughtful spot so I felt like I could relate to that wonderful place you found. :)

MollyMom103 said...

There is something about a place to dream...