I’m Becky Blue.

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Before our kids arrived, I helped coordinate Compassion volunteers for events of all sizes (like eWomen, concerts, and Kingsfest) on the East Coast. Adopting our kids limited my volunteer time. I needed a creative way to fundraise for Compassion.

I told my friends, “I’ll dye an inch of my hair blue for every $100 we raise.” When we hit $2000, I promised to dye it all if we raised $3000. (Guess what happened.)

The original plan was to let my hair grow out and fade back to brown—but at least once a week, someone asks about my hair and I get a chance to talk about Compassion. My hair is like a billboard advertising Compassion, but on my head. That’s why my hair is blue, and likely always will be. Sure, sometimes I get weird looks, but I can’t give up the opportunity.

Years ago, I attended a conference. Rather than bore you with details, I’ll say this: even though the conference was well done and the material was fantastic, something wasn’t quite right. I talked with some attendees and arrived home with an image in my mind I just couldn’t shake.

I can still see her face.

She’s tucked her young children into bed, called “good night” down the hallway to her elderly parents, and texted her husband, who’s working the night shift tonight. She’s finally alone in a quiet house. She wheels herself to a desk, pushes aside a stack of bills, opens her laptop, and stares at the screen. Will anyone even be interested in her story? Writing classes, coaches, and conferences are expensive, and there’s no way she can travel. Maybe this lifelong dream of writing isn’t really for her. Discouragement almost folds her in half. She muffles the sobs and prays the kids won’t wake.

I don’t know her name, but I can feel her heart.

She needs a writing community. And we are ready for her.

October 2020, I contacted a small group of writers and we agreed to keep each other accountable. We called ourselves the 540 (a reminder to break big projects into small pieces, because 540 words per day will get you to 100,000 words in under six months). We invited our friends. And they invited theirs.

June 2022, we officially chose the name 540 Writers Community, and in September we became a 501c3 nonprofit. We added an online group (Facebook), Thursday educational sessions, and a 24/7 Write-in Zoom room. We bring conference-level education to individuals who might not be able to access it otherwise.

Watching our writers grow is one of my greatest joys. 540 Writers Community exists to make free resources and education accessible to EVERY writer. We haven’t reached every writer yet, but we’re working on it.

540 Writers Community is free and always will be. We’d love to have you with us!

For over a year, I asked God to help me find a job that would allow me to help educate and equip writers. In February 2024, at Asheville Christian Writers Conference, I asked God to give me an way to help other writers.

A few months later, God provided an incredible opportunity to buy Christian Writers Institute—which has been educating writers since 1945—from Steve Laube. (Don’t worry, he’s agreed to hang around.) Big plans are already in the works to build on the foundation begun almost 80 years ago.

I’m still amazed at the way God provided. I’m so excited about helping Christian writers hone their skills. The world craves peace, safety, and true love. Our clear, well-written words can show them the Way, point them to the Path, open the Door. We can introduce them to the Truth.

So. Let’s get to writing.

Write down what you have seen. Write about what is happening now and what will happen later. (Rev 1:19 Becky’s No-nonsense Paraphrase)

If an instrument’s notes aren’t distinct, how can anyone know what’s being played? . . . And if you don’t use clear words, how will anyone understand? You might as well speak out loud in an empty room. (1 Cor 14:7, 9 BNP)

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