We all go through them. Sometimes life changes in the space of a blink, and sometimes it takes years. Some changes you can predict and others, you can’t. A lot of it is chance, some of it is personal growth, and a little of it is fate.
I have been a musician for over 20 years, but (as you’ve likely heard me say before) I was not always a writer. Though music came easy to me — as natural as breathing or walking — writing, believe it or not, was hard. It took a long time of writing crap (and lots of red ink from my teachers) before writing began to make sense. The years I spent writing gave me a new perspective, and I had time to grow comfortable and confident with my own thoughts (something I never had before).
And now I’m back. I’ve come full circle. It was as much a surprise to me as it was to all of you lovely readers who have followed me since my first short story publication. All of last year, music kept calling me. It just took me a while to pick up the phone…
I’m a firm believer that wherever we are, is where we are supposed to be. Last night at Walla Walla Village Winery’s wonderful open mic session, I played a set to celebrate the release of “Fledgling.” Afterward, a gentleman came up to me and tried to impress on me how my music had moved him, how it seemed to say everything. His words fell short, but I understood the look in his eyes.
I feel like I’m right where I need to be.