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I have often wondered about my calling. Callings seem to take the form of passion, right? I wondered for a long time if it was teaching. I adore teaching. I love children and the way they think. I love the growth that can be watched, but I can stop thinking about teaching and not feel like I'm missing something. I cannot, however, stop thinking about reading and writing. Ever.
I've been a reader since I was about 2 1/2. This is nearly 45 years of reading practice which I've done every single day since then. I don't know a day I haven't done some reading. If passion indicates a calling, then books are my calling. When I first read Donalyn Miller, I nodded as I read. She was preaching to my choir.
Now in my 40s, I realize that it is possible to surround yourself with your passion. When people ask me how I get so many things done, I don't know how to respond. It's my calling. It's in my blood. I must read. I must write. Or the day isn't complete.
Yesterday our local city paper launched a blog that was my conception. They are sponsoring me in reading and writing about books based in Maine, written by Maine authors, or published in Maine. It is an exciting project for me because it has authentic purpose which will help so many people. People who deserve to be recognized, people who need to find good books, and people who wonder if it's possible to find a small niche that is your passion and make it work.