Finding Direction: The Wind Vane Chronicles

I’ve been in and out today, but when I’ve been in I’ve mostly been sitting here in front of my computer in a quandary, which Webster’s New World College Dictionary, Fourth Edition, tells me is "a state of uncertainty; perplexing situation or position; dilemma."  Quandary’s synonym is "predicament."

 You see, I have some really neat things to write about, including my legal career, that some of you (Greg) have been wanting me to talk about, but I can’t get past a sentence or two without faltering, then saving the drafts for another day.  My writing just doesn’t seem to be coming together today.  It all seems way to complicated, somehow. 

Writer’s block, they call it. 

Although good writers persevere and keep writing every day, anyway, because sometimes when we think our writing is at its worst, later reading of it proves it was better than we perceived.

So, tell you what.  Here are the first two and one half sentences that begin my saga detailing my life and career in the law.  See if you don’t think they are just brilliant on my part and worth the effort it’s going to take for me to continue on.  Comment and let me know if it sounds interesting enough to you for me to bite the bullet and keep on writing, inspired or not:

It began as a fluke, really.

I’d had no lifelong dream to go to law school to become a lawyer.

In fact, when the bolt of lightening struck my mind, I was 43 . . .

To be continued . . . 

or not.  You decide.

 Cheers!

Dee