Snip. Snip. Snip. With each pass I consider the events leading to this day. The decision to step into a strange new world. Pleading with my husband to take just the right photograph. Agonizing over the quote, its placement, spatial relationship between all the elements, colors and fonts. Fighting with Photoshop because it won’t let me add text—the program’s most basic function, and YES DEAR, I KNOW HOW TO DO IT, IT JUST WON’T! Apologizing for my outburst when I realize I was working on an 805-inch canvas instead of an 805-pixel canvas…details, details. Yes, dear, that would be 67 feet worth of details, requiring a text point size of at least 2,700 to be visible. Hitting “send” to engage the printer. Waiting a whole three days for the express shipment so they get here in time to take with me to next week’s Christian Writers’ Conference in Asheville, NC. Trying not to look like a silly child when the truck pulls up. Snip. Snip. Snip. Two hundred and fifty Cards. I lovingly pick up each one, turn it over, and shave one-sixteenth of an inch off the side where I forgot to factor bleed space. Rookie Mistake. Still, I’m elated, because as I touch each one, I wonder, who will get this one? Will it launch a story, a relationship, or a life-long friendship? This is a most exciting time. These are my business cards. My life will never be the same. Snip. Snip. Snip.
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I will treasure my card. A good friend going places, this is the start.
Thank you so much. That means a lot.