Five Minute Friday: Fly

Hello, Friends. Welcome back for another Friday spent with Lisa-Jo and the Five-minute crowd. Today, we’re taking five minutes to write on the prompt Fly. Do you have five minutes to write, read, or both? Why don’t you join us?

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community…

Today’s Prompt: Fly


This might not work is either a curse, something that you labor under, or it’s a blessing, a chance to fly and do work you never thought possible.” – Seth Godin

I didn’t think it possible for me to find any type of work for which I have a natural affinity. Or to find work that I love, or look forward to, or enjoy in any capacity other than the simple joy of bringing home a paycheck. For much of my life, I believed the part of me created to do good work was essentially–broken.

Writing flipped everything on it’s head, and I find a deep joy and satisfaction in creating. Every bit of writing I’ve done, every word laid down falls into the “this might not work” category. Most of it has never flown, but instead toppled from the branch into the mud below. But, I believe hope is a thing with feathers, and regardless of my work “not working”, not paying, not flying in the way I hoped, I believe it still has the means to fly. It possesses the downy, tender fluff  which may someday grow into full, broad wings.

I think so much of the work of writing is impossible. It’s impossible to show up in front of a computer screen with something fresh everyday, and somehow writers do. It’s impossible to believe that one’s work will connect with someone, communicate a truth, meet a need. And yet, it does, even when that need is the writer’s own. It’s impossible to believe that stories change the world, but I am living proof. Stories continue to change me.


Are you doing things you never thought possible? Are you trying hard to fly? Tell me about it! I could use the encouragement.