On a visit to JPL last year, I saw this sign in a building:
I’m not a scientist, not even close. I am in awe of all things inventive and new about science. I love the realm of possibility.
Dare Mighty Things doesn’t even make sense exactly. I mean, how do you dare a thing? Yet, that’s one of the reasons why I like the sign so much.
My sons and other members of my family have science brains. They can wrap their heads around abstract possibility, force, nature, numbers. I stand back and nod in awe.
Innovation leads to success,
Yet, failure is also a huge part of innovation.
Daring means things go wrong too. Mighty doesn’t always happen.
I cannot create an alternative fueled spaceship or navigate rovers on planets, but I can write.
The past few years I’ve had my own version of spectacular rockets blowing up.
Years of work on novels end in fiery ruin.
I stare at the pieces and start over,
Do it again
Sometimes, it gets hard,
Painfully, wretchedly hard.
But what other choice do I have?
I have to create.
I have to write.
I cannot stop.
When I face that blank screen, the possibilities swarm through my brain.
DARE MIGHTY THINGS
My own version of space travel starts when my fingers hit the keyboard.
To possibility and beyond!