myWriting

As a Jr. High student, I wrote poetry. Often it would come all at once, as if written by an "inner muse." I would rush to write it down and "amaze" parents and teachers with poems such as "Love is Blind." (How did I know?) In the beginning, I only wrote for school assignments and to deal with teenage angst! (Luckily, that is no longer true!)

However, I did not see myself as a writer until about 2000 when I took a children's writing course. It was a joy to write again, although I learned writing for children is not really my "thing." But creativity begets creativity. I began to write plays and dramas for church. I write dramatic interpretations of women in the Bible that I perform. Essays about my childhood.

And then I really caught the "bug" when I wrote an essay about my profession, Nurse Anesthesia, for an on-line website. But it was seeing my article on "Making a Difference" as a rural CRNA, published in Rural Roads Magazine (vol 2) that "made a difference" to me as a writer.

Currently, I'm working on a novel, The Well-Lit Path, and submitting essays and short stories for publication to various publications. And now I recognize that instead of an "inner muse," it is a gift from God and the inspiration of the Holy Spirit that drives me to put pen to paper or the fingers to the keyboard!

Love Is Blind
Love is blind,
I cannot see,
I only see
What my love should be.

I see love
in my heart's eyes,
Not as it is,
For my heart lies.

Why, oh why,
Is love so blind?

No one knows
Or the answer will find.

But love is blind,
That I know,
The ways not clear,
God made it so.

written 1968
Kimberly Webster Zweygardt