You Can Do This

Life isn’t always puddin’ and pie. Sometimes… It’s a desperate need for coffee, up all night caring for sick babies, and wishing you weren’t doing this alone. And you’re not.

The thought has crossed my mind, as a writer, that things happen to writers for the specific purpose of giving us things to write about…

We have adventures in life that nobody else has, and our very existence is breathed out in words. We dare to write about things most people might want to forget, because we want everyone to remember.  Writers choose to share their lives, their experiences, and their solutions.

To encourage, or offer confidence, the motivation to write comes from within the writer.

We breathe, we write. It’s a given.

White Space

The key to good writing is margin, or white space, as we call it in the publishing fields. Do the words fit on the page? Are there too many? Are there too few? Is there enough space to rest the eye? Is the page too wide? Too narrow? Or should there be more graphic interest?

When I first read Tricia’s writing, her first blog, even though it was after her husband had passed, I remember words filled every crevice. They were overflowing the page. There was an energy about them, as if she couldn’t write them fast enough. She flowed through the words, grasping at life as if she were afraid to lose it.

And I felt the same way…

My mother had passed away in October, and I couldn’t absorb enough of LIFE. I remember that desperate feeling of clutching life to me, and holding it tight, as if it might slip away.

Then, with the realization that by the sheer desperation of holding on too tight, I was smothering it out. I began to let go.

Along side Tricia, in some parallel universe, I learned about White Space, margin, and boundaries. I learned to let go, and allow others to live. In the process, I found myself living too.

I found the life I thought I’d lost, and I began to regroup, grasp my own reality, and regroup. When her latest title was released, I recognized the tone… Confidence, my word for the year, revealed in the tone of exuberance, a reminder that “We’re not alone!” There’s ALWAYS someone there. Across the aisle. At another table. In the same coffee shop. Drinking my favorite brew… Someone is there, close by.

Margin, It Can Separate, or Bring You Closer

 

Sometimes it just takes confidence to look around and find someone to share your moment. Tricia shares the secret in her book of finding the confidence to ‘do it alone’ and know…

You Can Do This From Amazon:
Our culture as a whole, and often the Christian culture in particular, discourages confidence in women. Tricia Lott Williford explores how confidence and self-awareness can be a path toward stronger and richer faith. She offers stories and strategies to inspire and lead women to develop the confidence to stand firm in the face of the blows, losses, and disappointments in life.

Readers of this book will think, laugh, and gain confidence to do what is set before them. They will feel hopeful, courageous, strengthened, encouraged, present, and confident. And finally, readers will be equipped to implement simple strategies to inspire contagious confidence in themselves and others.

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The exciting part of reading this book is that you can actually read all three and follow Tricia’s journey back from losing her husband in her first book “And Life Comes Back” or the next book, where she regains some normalcy in life. “Let’s Pretend We’re Normal” gives insight to life.

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About the Author

(from her blog)

I’m pretty active on social media, so much so that my son once completed this sentence in preschool: My Mom’s job is: Facebook.  True story.

You can find me on—

My Blog: tricialottwilliford.com

Facebook Page: The Thoughts and Writings of Tricia Lott Williford

Twitter: @TriciaWilliford

Instagram: TriciaLottWilliford

Look me up. Let’s be friends. Drop me a line, if you want.  I read every word.  I am delighted to meet you.

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