25 January 2013, Friday, 904 a.m.
I barely got any sleep last night and am running on fumes this morning. The good company of a friend will do that, you know. I wouldn't trade it for the world, but I am not the young pup I was once was.
Do you hear me chuckling? Ever since I was a little girl, I have needed at the bare minimum seven hours of sleep and am in bed by 930ish. Last night, thanks to Beagle needed to go outside, I got three and a half hours sleep. Maybe. So, I am dragging.
I, however, woke up with a revelation. First came the words, STAY TRUE. 
That resonated. 
I heard: 
Stay true to yourself. 
Stay true to God. 
Stay true to your calling. 
Stay true to your journaling. 
Stay true to your memoir. 
Stay true to your priorities. 
Stay true. 
I knew then and there that fiction is not the way to go. That question 
was answered. 
'Kay. 
Whew. 
I felt the weight lift from my shoulders as that decision was made for 
me. (The Lord guided me.) 
I asked, then, "Now what?" 
Memoir... It popped into my mind. 
Alright. Which memoir? My writing memoir or my Jamestown memoir? 
Silence. There was no response. Of course... 
Now, what? 
I am still waiting for that answer. 
-- Stacy Duplease 
Journalkeeper & Author
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