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Lonely {five minute friday}

Lindsey P. Brackett

IFive Minute Fridayt’s Friday and that means it’s time to write for five minutes, no editing, no backtracking, no overthinking. Lisa-Jo provides a prompt and in this community we write and then we encourage one another.  So link it up, friends, and share the love.

This week’s prompt is….

Lonely

I truly didn’t realize I was.  Lonely, that is.  I was clicking along, finding my groove, coordinating MOPS and blogging a bit about real life, and trying to find my place in this world where I was no longer a teacher and an income earner, but just a mom and a spender and a thrifter.

Then last fall I went to this conference over at a local college. It was for local writers and publishers and there were authors there with real, covered, bound books that they had written.  They gave lectures and answered questions and suddenly I realized—

why I had never really fit in anywhere I was before.

I was lonely for people who spew words like others throw baseballs and I was alone where I was because I didn’t have anyone else who talked about story maps and character plots and writing like it was the next best thing to chocolate.

I realized I belonged best among those who get that crazy strand of thought that writers are introverts who write what others speak.

Then I found Allume and the #fmfparty on Twitter and so many friends who get it.  Which makes me feel so much less like an outsider and so much more like an insider.

Thanks so much to all of you who shared this bit of honesty about pancakes and perfection among your own community.  It means so much to me.  

Published by Lindsey P. Brackett

When I'm not wrangling four kids and a middle school classroom, I sit on my back porch in the mountains and write southern fiction that's short and long. I believe in Jesus, library fines, supper at the table, the Edislow life, and strong coffee. Pretty much in that order.

12 thoughts on “Lonely {five minute friday}”

  1. I know this lonely ache and I wonder if I maybe am starting to find my way in too, just maybe. I'll keep groping along and grasping at grace and look to the Author of my story and let Him let it unfold. thanks for stirring this in my heart!

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  3. Oh man. You and me both! This is a dream from my childhood that I had long since buried under the fact that I was better with numbers and math than words and grammar. So happy to have you as a #blogsister 🙂 LOVE YOU!

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  5. I'm so glad you are part of this community…you are a blessing! And I can't wait to meet you at Allume, sweet friend…happy Friday to you! 🙂

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  7. #fmfparty and (in)courage helped me realize this very same thing. The awkward part of me that I never understood makes sense to me now. I'm so thankful that God is faithful to complete the work He's begun in each of us…thankful for the process.

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  8. The blogging community has definitely given me a feeling of belonging in a way different from anything else in my life. I mean, I'm a wife, daughter, sister, student, friend, and in those roles I have different places where I belong (home, school, etc). But I'm also a WRITER, and being among this huge world of fellow writers definitely reminds me that I'm not alone. I'm glad you're part of that group of people I call my blogging friends. 🙂

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  10. Again, thanks for sharing your heart. We all feel a little lonely sometimes in one way or another. I think I may link up and do my own 5 minute Friday for the first time.

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  11. Having those places where you fit perfectly among kindred spirits is priceless. I feel like the Ugly Duckling who has discovered she is a swan. I fit right in, no explanations needed. I'm so glad you found your group of swans. 🙂

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