Na Na Na NaNoWriMo

Please hold me accountable.

We are down to less than five hours before the month of frenzied writing better known as NaNoWriMo begins.  I said I was going to do it this year.  Just do it.  Right.

I just finished a 31 Day Challenge on my blog so writing a novel in 30 Days for the month of November is like jumping from the frying pan into the fire.  You have to question my sanity.

You may be asking why.  You would not be alone.  I am asking myself that question hourly.  I don’t have a concrete answer.  I may have at the end of the 30 days if I make it that far.

Stay tuned.

In other news this will be my 50th post on this blog.  Yea Me!  Most people would wait until 100 to mention it, but I’m rather proud of 50, so thought it deserved a mention.  I thought  my 50th post would be something really profound and eye opening, but I guess not.  Just goes to show that you can’t be too sure.

And finally, a picture for those who need the visual because they don’t like words by themselves.  You can make up your own story about the picture. Deal?

NaNoWriMoing in Grace,


Day 2 – The Winding Road of Procrastination

Hello, my Name is Sadie and I Dawdle.

I really do have a jumbled ball of yarn rolling around in my head waiting to be untangled.   In my particular case it has to do with writing.  Mostly.  Other things are tangled there too.  However, this series is about the writing so we’ll stick to that for now.  Sort of.  I may have to wind around a road or two on the way to my point.  Procrastination.

Road # 1:

We recently moved from a Seminary campus to a little house next door to my parents (a story for later down the road) so that my husband could finish his dissertation.  Since moving meant I no longer would have a job, we decided to take a hiatus from work for a few months and then I too could concentrate on my writing.

The first step in my writing focus was this blog.  It seemed a safe enough place to start since I could count my faithful readers on one hand. If it flopped then only a few would know.  If it didn’t…..well, that was up to God.  God can do more than we can ask or imagine, but we have to give him something to work with.  Which brings us to…

Road # 2:

We moved at the end of June.  And until a few days ago I had only posted once since the move.  I was in some kind of inertia.  This tends to happen to me after a major change, which in my case usually means a major move (I think this is address number 20 or something – another story for later down the road).

Since we’re going to be unraveling (See day one) all over the map on this journey, I thought procrastination was a good place to start.  After all, that’s kind of why we’re on a 31 Day trip.

The point really hit home with me today, because I procrastinated all day instead of writing this post.  I had lots of thoughts – some were actually inspired by all the lovely blogs I spent time dallying over (which was time well spent).  I did write out some notes, but there were so many ravels on that ball of yarn that I really didn’t know where to begin.

Around midnight or so (don’t worry, staying up late is in my DNA, yet another story), I realized that I was procrastinating.  It is classic behavior.  I have learned over time that inertia brought on by major change can lead to procrastination.  I have also noticed that if I have too many choices, or too many things on my  to do list I start feeling crowded and I back into a corner, becoming powerless to scratch anything off the list.   Sometimes it ends up crumpled in the garbage like so many pages of writing that didn’t make the cut.

I think writing that doesn’t make the cut and procrastination have more in common than living in a crumpled heap at the bottom of the garbage can.  I think they are both rooted in the need to prioritize so we can focus on what needs to be done.  Prioritizing can sometimes mean we have to keep the list short. (Sounds like a topic for a post)

Your priorities may be different than mine, but the fact remains that if we are going to be effective in our calling, then we must put first things first.  For me, that means my first priority is time with God, then time writing, then everything else.  Don’t worry, I’ll still leave room at the bottom of the list for lollygagging.

Winding in Grace,


PS – if you want to read some words I’ve woven in the form of lyrical verse you can click here to read a few poems on my other blog.

Day 1- 31 Days of Word Weaving

Weaving Words is one of the things I do.  Sometimes.  I usually wait for that spark of inspiration and then write like crazy, do a brief edit and publish.  Then, I sit through the crackle of a long dry spell waiting for another spark to ignite the flame.  And so goes the cycle.

I love to write.  I believe it is a divine gift.  But like all that we have been given, it’s not enough to just accept the gift.  You have to actually use the gift to receive its full benefit.

That is my dilemma.  I have accepted the gift, but I don’t grasp the significance of its full potential.  You see, using the gift of word weaving requires more than inspiration; it also requires discipline.

That is why I find myself here, writing about writing for 31 Days. I tergiversated*  back and forth as explained in my prior post.  Finally, I decided to commit to the 31 Days as that would require the necessary penalty discipline that I need to spur me into action.

At this point I don’t have a clear outline of the 31 Days (I Know), but I do have a jumbled ball of yarn rolling around in my head waiting to be untangled.  I see it unraveling in an all over the map kind of way, but with a definite destination in mind that I will recognize when I get there.  (how’s that for undisciplined discipline).

Basically, this is a self-reflective journey I need to take in order to appreciate the words and how the turn of a phrase can bring clarity, joy, humor, devotion, emotion, truth and satisfaction to the art of Weaving Words.  I decided to bring you along for the ride as experience has taught me that most trips, especially the hard ones, are much more pleasant when you have company.

I hope you can follow the map with me and see where it leads.   Even though this adventure is about writing, I believe that most things in life can be a metaphor for something else, therefore the training can be applied where needed.

Join Me?

Untangling in Grace,


*synonym for waffled.  I thought I should learn a new word and stretch a little.  Good writers will tell you to learn new words.  Consider this your first trip tip!

31 Days – Post Link

Note: In October of 2012 I participated in the 31 Day challenge.  If you click the link below it will take you to a page that shows the last few posts – if you go to the bottom it will allow you to click older posts and then you will be able to work your way to the beginning.  I should have set this up more organized, but I didn’t.

To see all the post in the 31 Day series:  31 Days of Word Weaving

If you’re here from the Nester, you have reached the link page to the  31 Days of Word Weaving.

Thanks for reading!  Comments are welcome (at the top right of  each post).

Hope you enjoy!

Untangling in Grace,


A sweet Curious Moment

Sometimes Mr. Piano surprises me when I least expect it.  Oh, wait, I guess that’s why it’s a surprise – because I wasn’t expecting it!

He walked in earlier, all smiles, hands behind his back, waiting expectantly for me to give him my full attention.  He then proceeded to hand me a tissue wrapped bundle.  Me, being the curious one that I am, wanted to know who, what, where, when and how………He just smiled and told me to open the tissue.

Much to my delight this is what I found

Curious George upside down on a book, bouncing a ball on his foot.  Mr.  Piano said, “I saw this and knew it was perfect for you; you love to read”  He said,  “it perfectly describes your essence!”

He is so right.  I love to read, I am very curious (who, what, where, when, how) and if I could do so without breaking my neck, I would definitely be hanging upside down about now.  I do have an exercise ball and sometimes, it looks like I’m attempting to hang upside down.  I sometimes hang upside down metaphorically as well which has made for some interesting adventures.

As a child I loved to hang upside down from tree branches and I loved to “walk” up the door facing, put my feet one on each side of the doorknob, hold on for dear life and swing the door back and forth.  I also loved to balance on the support post of our picket fence and walk a few steps, then jump down.  I had no fear and my curiosity knew no bounds.  I read a book a day and had a vivid imagination (still do).

I look at his 2011 Hallmark keepsake ornament and I have to laugh, because  if you had to pick an object that tells you about me, then this would be the one.  There are so many possibilities and with every turn of the page you find out more.

Thank you Mr. Piano, for reminding me who I am and for showing me once again that you really do get the “essence” of me.  I’m glad I was curious enough to roam the halls of Baird Music Hall to find out more about you – Life with you has been one grand adventure.  I can’t wait for the next chapter in our book.  Love you.

Go in Grace,