Frustrated Woman at Computer With Stack of PaperA week or so ago, I had one of those days. The kind of day that started when my special-needs daughter wet the bed so I had extra laundry to process. Meanwhile I was buried under a mountain of asbestos depositions for my day job and could write my next story in the dust on the bookshelves. Not to mention the normal juggling of home and family activities and feeling like I was falling further and further behind with no hope in sight.

All I wanted was a long nap. Or a large Diet Dr. Pepper. Or a guilt-free hour to escape into the pages of a good book.

That is when inspiration struck anew. I write stories for people just like me! For readers longing to escape their reality for a few minutes and discover hope that challenges can be overcome.

I’m also writing the stories I want to read. Stories of faith that contain an inspirational element. Stories of love and romance. Stories filled with hope that things will get better and there is a happily ever after in the end. It reminds me of that saying that things will work out in the end. If things aren’t working out, it’s not the end.

So when I have another one of those days, I remember why I write and find myself daydreaming scenes for my next story. Someday my readers will reap the benefits.

What about you? How often do you have one of those days? How do you escape reality? Is there a balance between facing troubles and escaping them?

Why I Write
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