A Summer of Finding Joy

Laura Ayo

At the beginning of the summer, I vowed to “see the joy” in writing wherever I could. As I had hoped, I found it everywhere –  in unexpected places and at surprising times. I kept a journal of my findings and now share some of it with you in the hope that it will inspire you to find joy within your writing life, as well. Enjoy.

May 24, 2017

Flying to Arizona for a family vacation at the Grand Canyon. We fly stand-by and the kids and hubby are in seats behind me. Joy found in perfect strangers on either side of me leaving me alone to write in peace.

May 25, 2017

My body is still on Eastern Time, so I am awake ridiculously early. Hubby and kids are still snoozing and it’s dark outside. Joy found hiding out in the hotel bathroom to steal some writing time.

May 26, 2017

Waiting for the sunset at the Grand Canyon. Joy found in breathtaking views to inspire my writing.

May 29, 2017

Spent the day with old friends we haven’t seen in 14 years. Joy found in talking about writing and the good old days of journalism with my former fellow newspaper pal.

May 31, 2017

Terrible turbulence on the flight back home. Joy found in now being able to write with authority about what it feels like to want to puke for the last hour of a flight.

June 1, 2017

Home sweet home. Joy found in writing in a familiar space.

June 8, 2017

Visited the Juliette Gordon Low Birthplace Museum in Savannah, Ga., today with my Girl Scouts. Didn’t write a lick, but joy found in seeing her library.


And swapping my poem for this one, written by a Girl Scout who came before me.





June 9, 2017

Went with my Girl Scouts to the lighthouse at Tybee Island today. Joy found in knowing I don’t need to wait months at a time to have access to books like the lighthouse keeper did.








June 15, 2017

Monthly writing group meeting tonight. Joy found, as always, in talking about writing with them, but also in their solutions to the problems with the scene I’ve been working on.

June 16, 2017

Joy found in the fact that I can’t stop thinking about something someone said last night at the writing critique. So many questions to ponder about my plot!

June 21, 2017

Skyped with my Wednesday Writing friends. Joy found in their ever-inspiring friendship and writing brilliance.

June 24, 2017

Took me 10 hours driving solo to get here, but I’m finally at the beach with the family. Joy found in knowing I always get some great writing done with the shore within steps.

June 25, 2017

Slept on a horrible, evil mattress. Woke up with shooting pain from my neck down my right arm. It hurts too bad to write, so it’s hard to find the joy today. But who says joy only exists with the best of circumstances? So, joy found in figuring out some plot twists while walking on the beach at daybreak.

June 30, 2017

Last day at the beach. Still in a lot of pain and I haven’t written anything. But joy found in finishing a novel that’s been on my to-read list for a while. And joy found in mentally working through a difficult scene during my daily morning walks along the shore.

July 5, 2017

Joy found in Wednesday Writing friends again – this time for cheering me up after I told them how little writing I accomplished at the beach due to the bad sleeping situation.

July 6, 2017

Interviewed two amazing people for work today. Joy found in knowing I’ll get to write about their awesomeness so our part of the world can know these lovely people make our community a better place.

July 10, 2017

Playing nurse today to my teenage son post wisdom teeth surgery. Joy found in writing in such a quiet house while he was sleeping off the anesthesia and painkillers.

July 20, 2017

Met with my monthly writing group again. Joy found in helping two members of the group work through some issues they’re having with their stories. I always leave these meetings energized about my own writing.

July 31, 2017

Kids are done with swim team for the summer. No one needed to get up before 7 a.m. to go to practice. Joy found in writing coherent sentences because I got to sleep in this morning.

Aug. 7, 2017

First day of school. Joy found in knowing I’ll get back to my regular writing routine.

One response to “A Summer of Finding Joy

  1. “…Joy found in now being able to write with authority about what it feels like to want to puke for the last hour of a flight.”

    Now, that is an inspiring glass-half-full outlook! I’m going to try channeling it the next time something awful happens to me.

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