In 2008, after 31 years of teaching high school math, I retired. During that time, the mathematics department had gone from predominantly male to predominantly female. And I had the satisfaction of knowing I’d positively influenced many young women to pursue mathematics, business, and science careers.
When asked about my retirement plans, I told everyone I was going to write. Raised eyebrows and interesting comments followed.
Whenever I receive several rejection letters in a week, or feel the need for an extra dose of creative motivation, I read this story, which is adapted from an old folk tale.
Last January, I was on the verge of abandoning my writing dream. I was letting it die a slow death because I was consumed by negative thoughts.