I recently moved to El Paso. There is a Writer’s League here–a community that hosts events and lectures once a month. I went the first chance I could and heard author and co-founder of Cinco Puntos Press, Lee Byrd, read an essay on waiting. She wrote about a time in her life when she was home with young children, wondering whether she’d ever become what she yearned to become: a writer. About her years of outwardly unrewarded persistence. I love when writers tell of their beginnings. It gives me much-needed faith.
Here she is, reading this very essay: