it's 12:55am and I am still awake. I hate it when I can't sleep. I always feel like there is some sort of reason I can't sleep. Even when I know it's probably because I took a nap too late in the day and I had coffee with my dinner. So here I sit in my little Residence Hall Apartment in Columbus and sit awake. I tried reading a book, some times that makes me sleepy. I even laid in bed for close to 45 minutes. What's a girl to do when all she wants to do is sleep? Thankfully tomorrow is a late start day for me, regardless I'd rather be sleeping.
i read on someone's blog today that they were going to write a book about being single. I found this to rather ironic because I had the same thoughts yesterday afternoon. I decided while walking around the Northmarket Christmas fair that I was going to write a book about how the church can love & serve the single folk in their congregations. In reality I thought it would be a good two part book. First it would be about the topic mentioned and then secondly it would be about how the single person can love & serve their community. It's often pretty easy for me to have a pity party about my singleness, when it reality I ought to mindful that my singleness is a calling and a gift. It affords me unique opportunities to serve the Church. I haven't actually thought much about what would be contained in the pages of such a book. Who knows if such a book will ever be written by me, there probably is already a book about the very topic. But I've been thinking a lot about writing and what it would like to be a writer. Not just a blogger, but a person who writes things that end up with book deals.
I wonder what it felt like when Donald Miller, author of the newly famed book, Blue Like Jazz, got his first book deal. I recently read in another of his books that his first book sold very few copies and eventually went out of print. However when he 2nd book became a best seller he republished his 1st book after revising and renaming and sees to be selling okay. I just finished the 1st book...Painted Deserts and was captivated by it. I actually felt saddness when the book was finished. I wanted his stories to continue. Now I'm onto book #3 and so far I'm having a hard time getting into it. Perhaps my expectations are too high and I need to just let it be what it is. We shall see.
I'll let you know when I finish. Maybe I'll write a mini review when the times comes.
Posted by Stina at December 5, 2005 1:07 AM