Did you know that we celebrate National Author’s Day in the United States? I didn’t.
The General Federation of Women’s Clubs set aside November 1, as a day to honor American writers. This day was officially recognized by the U.S. Department of Commerce in 1949.
Unfortunately, the day is not important enough to warrant a mention on my kitchen calendar. I guess there wasn’t enough room after reminding people that it is also All Saints Day (aka-the day after Halloween) and the end of Daylight Savings Time for another year.
Writers deserve their own day. We make an important contribution to society, just like teachers, nurses, and social workers. I’m talking about all writers-every single one of us. Think about your favorite poem, limerick, or haiku; someone wrote that. How about that romance/mystery/ya/sci-fi/horror/suspense novel that you enjoyed? Somebody wrote that, too. The greeting card message that made you smile, or laugh, or cry? The lyrics to your favorite song? Yeah, that’s right.
Words touch us. They refresh and renew our spirit; they tap into our feelings; they heal and nourish our minds; they educate us; they help us gain perspective and handle the coarseness that sometimes seems to be everywhere in the world.
November 1, 2015, is coming. I hope you’ll mark it on your calendar and thank an author.