fever dreams. big dreams.

I am 28 years, 2 months and 5 days old.

By the time I’m 30 I want to have my memoir in the hands of a publisher (maybe not published, but just with the promise that it’s going to happen) and I want to be living in my very own built-with-my-own-hands-drenched-in-my-own-sweat house.

I have one year, 9 months and 25 days to figure out how to pull that off.

Deep breath.

Here’s the thing: I have wanted to write a memoir for the past 6 years. I have said I’m starting it for the past 5 years. I have started a wee tiny bit of writing just ONE time in the past 8 months. Then I freaked out and quit.

I’m not moving so fast.

I’m pretty busy these days. Pretty busy procrastinating and drawing up blue-prints for my tiny house. (I’ve got my eye on a 16-foot flatbed trailer that I’m going to turn into a foundation and at least four walls where a little weird woman with a writing habit can hole away with some strong coffee and her very own staircase.)

And the tiny house is moving along faster than the memoir. I already have some emails out to some Craigslist suppliers of windows and siding and insulation. The tiny house is going to take hard work and dedication and a level. And I’m okay with that. I’m sturdy, I’m strong, I can charm my way into some help from more sturdy, strong people. I can build a house. It’s only a matter of time and money.

But a memoir? That takes courage. The kind I’m not sure I have. It takes emotional energy. It takes digging into your own soul and then putting it out there for OTHER PEOPLE to read.

I’m not so sure about that.

Maybe I need to reassess my goals. Maybe I have one year, 9 months and 25 days to build a tiny house and write about building it instead of writing about all the people and places that built me. Maybe I have the strength to build but not the courage to write.

Maybe this is the pounding headache and screaming sinuses talking. Maybe it’s the fever dreams.

Maybe I’ll take a moment to scream. Because sometimes screaming helps.


  1. Bev Murrill says

    You go girl… I love that you’re strong and sturdy! You can do anything! Just write… a bit here, a bit there. Get someone to look at it and encourage you along… Don’t be afraid of the words on the screen; they’re not just bringing your story to life, but maybe they’ll be putting a lot of stuff to bed for good as well. It’ll be the best thing you’ve ever done.

    And wow about the house…you’re such a lateral thinker!

  2. fiona lynne says

    I’m “pretty busy procrastinating” these days too. But there’s nothing like a baby on the way to make a girl freak out about all the as yet unattempted dreams… Sending big doses of courage and faith your way. Dreams have a way of morphing and surprising us as we pursue them but we’ll never know how into we start.

    • Sarah Joslyn says

      I will take all the courage and faith I can get.

      It was wonderful chatting with you today. Fiona, you are a treasure. xoxo

  3. Abby Norman says

    You can do this! I wrote my teaching memoir in a summer when I was in charge of the kids. YOU CAN DO THIS! I promise. I promise promise. One sentence at a time. You can absolutely do this things.

    • Sarah Joslyn says

      Thanks Abby. If you can write in the summer with kids all over you, then maybe I can write while working two jobs and building a house? I hope so. xoxo

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