One of the hardest parts of writing–and often of real life–has to be the endings. I’ve been working on The Words We Hold Deep for about a year or two. And from early on, I had an idea of how I wanted the story to end. But now I’m not so sure.

My oldest daughter has recently added a new item to our nightly bedtime routing–telling us a story… As I listen to a new tale each night, I find myself marveling at her imagination. And I wish I could loosen the reins on my inner editor, not worrying about judgement from others, just letting the story tell itself as my children do.