My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.
If you're here for the stories, I started another blog: scratchingforchange.blogspot.com
One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.
I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.
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Tuesday, March 5, 2013
I Know I Haven't Been Writing Much
I do. I sit down to write, and find my mind blank, or an unwillingness to rehash the constant aggravations during the day. I don't know the solution, but I'm leaning toward more fiction and recollections of life experiences.
It's a little strange. Up to a few years ago, my urge to write was occasional and ignored. For some reason, I wrote a small memory piece for a high school class newsletter and was little amazed at the response. After a classmate urged me to write, and LeeAnn asked why I didn't have a blog, I started a blog and the writing bug has become almost an obsession.
I wish I had your skill with short stories.
ReplyDeleteIt's a little strange. Up to a few years ago, my urge to write was occasional and ignored. For some reason, I wrote a small memory piece for a high school class newsletter and was little amazed at the response. After a classmate urged me to write, and LeeAnn asked why I didn't have a blog, I started a blog and the writing bug has become almost an obsession.
ReplyDeleteLeeAnn has that effect on people.
ReplyDeleteThere are times when I think I'm balancing too many plates on too many poles, but I somehow keep typing.