|Here he is - almost two|
The signs, of course, have been there for weeks, if not months. Maybe even years. The attitude. The independence. His interest in (gasp!) girls. The changing of his tastes. His clothes shrinking (or something like that!). But I wasn't ready to admit it.
But now I'm doing it in public. My son will be entering "double digits" on Sunday. Yup. TEN YEARS OLD.
It's amazing the changes I've seen in him - even in the past year. He's maturing. Learning from his mistakes. Testing the waters. Driving us bananas in whole new ways (love ya, buddy!). Turning more and more into the man God wants him to be.
And the more I think about it, the more I realize my writing is "growing up" too. At least, I hope it is. It's maturing--dropping those adjectives and adverbs and adding the strong verbs instead. Deepening point of view.
I'm learning from my past mistakes--catching those words I use too often and finding better ones. Making my hints and backstory more subtle. Showing more than telling.
And, yes, I'm driving myself (and those around me) bananas in whole new ways - taking on more projects. Finding new ways to get my thoughts down when I should be doing other things (ummm - like driving?). Yapping away about my favorite character or newest story idea to folks who couldn't care less.
And through this process, at least I hope, I'm turning more and more into the writer--and child of God--the Lord wants me to be. (and if you're wondering - yeah, I'll put a current picture of him up here. ON his birthday)
How about you? In what ways have you seen your own growth as a writer?
Paving Rough Roads With God's Presence