Hello from CAN Secretary Jeanette Hanscome. Like most CAN members, my writing life is often complicated by . . . well . . . life. As I write, edit, and teach I am also dealing with some stuff that will eventually provide riveting material for a novel or devotional book but for now is just plain discouraging and frustrating. As if the circumstance wasn’t upsetting enough on its own, I’ve also had to accept that I can’t do anything now but pray. I’ve argued, debated, and spoken the truth in love only to discover that my gift for words will not change things.
I’m on vacation with my parents and son this week but
brought my laptop along so I could keep up with e-mail, post a lesson for an
on-line workshop that I’m teaching, and do my blog posting. Then my computer
started doing some really weird things and I had to pack it up for the week.
Thankfully my dad let me use his laptop for the posts (thank you God for portable flash drives) but I am silently
freaking out about what I’ll do once I get home. In the mean time I’m taking
this as God’s way of telling me that I need to take a vacation from my computer.
Jan, writing to you from my desk in the foothills of the California Sierras. As I'm enjoying a cooler day after an unseasonably warm weekend, I'm thinking about the writer's spiritual wells.
When I hover my mouse over my word-processing icon on my computer desktop, it says, "Abide in me and I in you for apart from Me you can do nothing"–from John 15:5. Sometimes I chase ahead in my busyness without abiding; it's not long before I feel the drain.
As writers we fill our wells in many ways. Over the years, I have either bought or been given books that help fill my well. For your perusal and encouragement, I thought I'd share a few of those with some excerpts . . .
Hi, my name is Jeanette and it has been four years since my last book contract. That’s your cue to shout “Hi Jeanette!” applaud my honesty, and assure me that I’m loved.
Happy Labor Day from Jeanette! While researching a new book idea I stumbled upon this bit of historical trivia: Labor Day was official recognized in 1894 when President Grover Cleveland signed a law establishing it as a national holiday. The observance actually dates back to September 5, 1882 when workers paraded in New York City, fighting for unionization and an eight-hour work day. Declaring it a holiday was the president’s way of honoring the American workforce. By the early 20th century Labor Day marked the official end of summer.
As a kid Labor Day meant:
• A barbecue with neighbors
• Anticipating the first day of school
• The Jerry Lewis Telethon
I don’t think I even knew what Labor Day meant. Even as an adult it’s easy to let the meaning slip past me as I try to work in a final dose of summer fun. So today I’d like to take advantage of this historical day to honor my fellow hard-working writers.