25 January 2013, Friday, 904 a.m.
I barely got any sleep last night and am running on fumes this morning. The good company of a friend will do that, you know. I wouldn't trade it for the world, but I am not the young pup I was once was.
Do you hear me chuckling? Ever since I was a little girl, I have needed at the bare minimum seven hours of sleep and am in bed by 930ish. Last night, thanks to Beagle needed to go outside, I got three and a half hours sleep. Maybe. So, I am dragging.
I, however, woke up with a revelation. First came the words, STAY TRUE.
That resonated.
I heard:
Stay true to yourself.
Stay true to God.
Stay true to your calling.
Stay true to your journaling.
Stay true to your memoir.
Stay true to your priorities.
Stay true.
I knew then and there that fiction is not the way to go. That question
was answered.
'Kay.
Whew.
I felt the weight lift from my shoulders as that decision was made for
me. (The Lord guided me.)
I asked, then, "Now what?"
Memoir... It popped into my mind.
Alright. Which memoir? My writing memoir or my Jamestown memoir?
Silence. There was no response. Of course...
Now, what?
I am still waiting for that answer.
-- Stacy Duplease
Journalkeeper & Author
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