If you’ve been around this blog since before Atti was born, you read a whole lot of my angst about making my dreams come true and how I longed to be a capital W-Writer. It’s kind of mind boggling to me now, but believe it or not I was actually blogging away for over four years before I started regularly sharing my craft projects. I get so much enjoyment out of my craft life, but in my secret innermost heart, I’ve always been a writer.
And now I really am.
After writing a couple of pieces for the Guardian UK (American readers don’t usually appreciate the big fat honkin deal that is, but it’s roughly equivalent to writing for the NY Times), and even been paid for them, I am a professional writer by whatever standard you want to measure.
My dear dear friends Sara and Elisabeth recognized what a special moment this was for me, so while they were at the airport they went to a money exchange booth and got me an English pound to symbolize the first dollar I made in my new dream career.
I ran out to Big Lots to find myself a frame and came across this hilariously tacky shadowbox. I opened it up and took it apart, and then it was just a matter of mounting the pound coin.
I cut a gray piece of cardstock to size, a really thick piece is best to hold up against that coin, and used rub-ons for the word. I was worried about mounting that coin without it falling off the paper, but I used a little GOOP glue and I haven’t had a problem. And with the thick cardstock I used, I didn’t get any warping either.
One of the things that has always stopped me from pursuing serious writing, is being intimidated be the thought of how hard it is to find publication. But now that I’m a little further down that path, it doesn’t seem so insurmountable. I think I may just overcome my fears and make my dreams come true.