“If I take one more step, it’ll be the farthest away from home I’ve ever been.”—Samwise Gamgee.
Sam’s words from The Fellowship of the Ring perfectly describe the stage of writing I’m in now. Actually, every step I’ve taken since the beginning of this month when I finished my first draft has been one more step. It’s an exciting place to be in and a terrifying one. It’s an adventure into uncharted territory.
Like Sam, I’m setting out on a journey. Will there be orcs ahead? Probably. Will I long for the comforts of home? Yes. Might I even miss a second breakfast or two? I shudder at the thought and reach into my pocket to grab a handkerchief that isn’t there. Never mind, hobbit’s luck.
I’m the sort of person who loves to have a plan. I even bought another planner yesterday. Turns out there’s not much of a market for planners in August, go figure. Sometimes the thought of not having a precise plan for the future really bothers me. I want to know for sure what my writing path and path for life in general will look like.
I wonder what Sam would have done if he’d been given a road map to his future travels. Would he have taken one look and hightailed it back to his comfortable home on Bagshot Row? If I had a road map to my future travels, what would I do?
It’s probably a good thing I don’t. The path doesn’t have to be easy but it’s the path I’ve been called to take. Someday, like Sam, I hope to return home after fulfilling what I set out to do and say, “Well, I’m back.”
Have you taken that one step or have you already been traveling for a while?