Two Roads in a Yellow Wood

As expected, this year has brought so many changes. My writing career is beginning to remind me of the rain that falls through the warm summer skies. Although some people  regard the weather with a sigh, retiring from the necessary work in the garden, others will glance up and smile, allowing the raindrops to stream down their cheeks. The earth is nourishing the flowers that have been planted. Despite my tendency to cling to the familiar elements in life, my work continues to bloom  in sunlight and rain. As new trials stand before me, I climb the walls with determination, knowing that I have the power to set my own limits. 

As a young woman and authoress, I have learned to find inspiration in many places. Although fictional literature gives life to the enchanted and surreal, it contains powerful messages and traces of ordinary life. My writing style captures the details and beauty of humans and the natural world, as much of my childhood was spent in the outdoors. As I recently wrote in the upcoming third installment of my book series, “the pen provides a pathway for the musings of the heart.”
 
When considering my future, both in academics and authorship, images of new pathways and adventures enter my mind. More than once in my lifetime, I have found myself standing before two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and I have continued to walk the road less traveled. In the words of Robert Frost, “that has made all the difference.” 

The girl behind the Gifted, 
Erin E. Forbes