16 March 2014

Luck of the Irish—or Lack Thereof

father and sonI don't believe much in Saints and such, but Irish blood runs through me—as evidenced by the red hair in my family. My great-great grandfather's name was Francis Marion Capps.. He came here from Ireland. Not a lot of talk in our family about our Irish (or any other) roots, but I have Irish blood from both my mother's parents. Because of that, St. Patrick's Day stirs pride in my heritage.

Was my Irish luck the reason I'm published? If it is, it is the slowest luck in the world. I've written off and on most of my life, and it's only been in the last few years I've achieved any success.Is it because my writing skill is horrible? I refuse to think that. My problem was me, but that's another blog.

So, luck or skill? Both. You can be as lucky as a leprechaun sitting at the end of the rainbow, but if you have no skill as a writer you'll never get anywhere. And if you have good solid ability it still takes a bit o' luck to get ya where ya want to be.

May you find all the luck and skill you need, and have a wonderful St. Patrick's Day!

(By the way, the picture is of my red-headed grandson and his dad.)

Twitter: @cheryelhutton

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