First, I must insist on apologizing. No really, I insist! There are ulterior motives afoot. I'm grasping for a match to reignite my writing fires! I innocently stumbled across some writing I'd started at least nine years ago. I found myself in disbelief that I had written it. Was that talent really coming from me? Had I thought of those clever words on those pages? For now, I'm going with yup. My author friends suggested using a blog to reignite those flames and release those juicy runs of entertaining sarcasm mixed with something hopefully relevant to say once in a while.....
But I could go em' one better....I already had a blog. It had died a few years ago, amongst the over-scheduled, under-energized world I lived in then, and still do for that matter.
I am many things, one being a "Band Wagoner!" I will jump on the newest, funnest, or trendiest one working it's way down the parade route! I'm also the world's best book starter! I think I've literally finished maybe 5 my whole life, but I can start one like nobody's business! But that has nothing to do with this does it? Oh look, butterflies.......
The point was that I didn't start this blog so many years ago to write. I didn't even start it because I had something to say. In all honesty, the place where I live, I started it because it was the "now" thing to do. Problem was, it ended up feeling like a job, a job I wasn't that fond of! That corny, "Super Mommy" facade smacked me in the face when I strolled back in time today to see what I'd wrote about. How to make a cake, really? I mean, don't get me wrong, I LOVE THAT CAKE, but it wasn't a recipe blog, was it? My son, Asher, who is now 11, is as cute as they come in that size, but people can only be so entertained by pictures of his every move daily. Not interested in more of that, you probably aren't either.
So now I dare to want more! I dare to start again. I will swim out past the rope that's job is to define just how far I "should" go. Let's see what's on the other side..........follow me.
