As you already know, I’m not very consistent when it comes to blogging. In the beginning, I had so many ideas and was excited to share anything, and I do mean anything, on it. Since I am not a people-person, it is easy for me to share my thoughts on paper, or on a blog. Something about the flow of thoughts from brain to fingers frees something within me, allowing the extrovert a bit of roaming-time. But there are still times that I’m not sure what to write, or if it even needs to be written, or shared. Will people think I’m weird? Will anyone want to read what I’m writing? Will I have the nerve to share only the easy things in my life, or delve deeper into the painful areas.
Typing out words is so much easier than allowing them the freedom to float out of my mouth. I’m not a talker, unless I know you, and then lucky you, I don’t shut up. Just ask my husband; poor guy. What do I share? Family? Dog? Work? Religion? Writing? My Asperger’s? Working out, and my losing weight? My love of reading? Okay, there you have it, all the thing I enjoy. Well, there are other things, but I won’t go there.
Right now I’m reading, Run the Risk, by Lori Foster. An enjoyable, juicy read. I guess I’ll never outgrow my love of romance novels. It must be that female thing. But I have gotten into thrillers; mostly spy ones. Has anyone read Mark Greaney or Vince Flynn novels? I have a wonderful habit of purchasing most of my books through a thrift shop. I know, it’s not helping the booksellers, but it is a fantastic opportunity to increase my collection, which is about 230 books at present. And those are only the fiction ones. I try to spend anywhere from 30 minutes to an hour reading per day. I believe that good writers are enthusiastic readers. The first books that really got me wanting to be a writer were the works by S.E. Hinton. Also fell in love with To Kill A Mockingbird. An awesome read. Also a great classic, to me, is Pearl Buck’s The Good Earth. So, that’s the reading part of the post.
Now back to my regularly scheduled post, what to write about. There are too many situations in this life that pop up on a daily basis to blog about. Kids get sick. Spouse loses job. Fight with a good friend. Dog gets skunked. This last one happened to us, twice, in the seven years we have our current dog. Or you can discuss serious issues about religion or the state of the nation. I enjoy writing about happy topics. To try and cheer others up. There’s enough sadness and pain floating out there already so why add to it. Alright, before I go off on another tangent, I’m writing about a lot of nothing probably. But it’ll get better, I promise. I’ll keep you all informed of my writing progress and when I submit work for publication. Maybe you can give me moral support, since us writers know how painful a rejection letter is.
Well, that is all for now. I’d like to write something on a weekly basis. I have to be consistent in this. Make time for the things you like, I’ve been told. Don’t put off until tomorrow what you can do today. Right? Let me know how I can improve this blog. Let me know what you’re currently reading or writing. We can encourage each other. Until next time, happy writing.