The Birth of Theo

b6183c2e83641840f09090eba8aee857On March 7, 2013, Theo’s Mythic was “born”, a.k.a. published.  Theo’s conception, if you will, happened one night in my bedroom.  I was growing restless in my job and knew it was time to move on.  But to what?  So one night, as I was reading in bed and turned the last page of the book in my hands, I turned to my husband and said, “I’m going to write a novel.”

I had been working in corporate America my entire career and was yearning to do something more creative – more me.  I don’t have a single complaint about all of the years I’ve written, travelled, presented, created, and marketed for the company I was working for, as I’ve learned so much and have been truly blessed to have worked with so many extraordinary people.  But in 2009, after the death of my father and the birth of my daughter, a lightbulb blew up in my head and I knew it was now my time.  Time to shake off the familiarity and comfort of an office and a desk, and redress myself in the newness of writing something for which I, alone, could take ownership.

Can I write?  Who knows.  One of my majors in college was art and the one thing I learned from that, is that one person can look at a picture and be enamored, while another is unabashedly unimpressed.  I’ve already found a bunch of “mistakes” in my published book and take comfort in the fact that J.K. Rowling said she can’t comfortably read Harry Potter without cringing at the mistakes.  I guess it makes it fun for the blooper finders and reminds me of one very important fact – I’m human.

Regardless of the comma corrections, misplaced apostrophes and such, I’m proud of the fact that I took a chance.  For without courage, without strength, without conviction, and a dash of adventurism, all I was left with was the everyday nagging of two little words, “what if…”  I want the children who read, Theo’s Mythic, to feel the same way.  That if one person, with a very vivid imagination, can breathe life into her dream by simply typing one word after another, then nothing is impossible.

So while the birth of Theo wasn’t planned, it will forever serve as one of the greatest leaps of faith of my life.  I encourage everyone to take a leap to do something good, constructive, and inspiring – and no matter what, be true to all that you Wannabe.  Peace.

About crudolphbarlow

My goal in life is to bring smiles to millions of children through my writing and interactions with every child I meet - including my own. I'd also like to teach adults that kindness and respect are not options, but are must-have tools for a well-lived life. I am, and always will be, an eternal optimist. Peace! View all posts by crudolphbarlow

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