Pages from the Journal of My Journey with Jesus

I have a confession to make.
Since coming back from Kalimantan, having spent so much time with kids there, I’ve been thinking of writing children’s books. It doesn’t help that one of the Sundays ago, some guy was at my parish selling children’s books. I was originally thinking Enid Blyton style kiddy stuff, pixies and gnomes and talking toys. But as I was browsing a book stand today, I thought maybe I could do something a little bit more grown up but still children’s book. Like a pre-teen age target. In my time, perhaps it could be likened to Nancy Drew type things. Or even some of the Enid Blyton ones, I remember one book that was pretty fun, don’t remember the title anymore. About a bunch of children who ran away from abusive homes and started living on an island.
I don’t know.
It’s all starting to get that little bit overwhelming again.
My teachers are trying, out of good intentions, to get me back to take the exams. They all still believe I can do it. Some are even willing to help me and have repeatedly said that he is willing to help me catch up, at least for the subject that he teaches me.
Preliminary exams are this coming week. Actual A’s are in November. Logically, I can probably credit all my core subjects if I put in the effort. Perhaps even Ace one or two. I know I have the brains to. I’m just not sure if I have the… whateverelseIneed to. The dedication, the perseverance, the diligence, the emotional stability.
Help?