I start my days reading the blogs I follow. My morning begins with fresh juice and coffee, sometimes toast and always with reading blogs.
I mostly follow women writers, these women have become my inspiration and encouragement. I know I have stories in me. They peek out at me several times throughout my day and week. It is like looking in a window, you see a faint reflection and when you look again, they are gone. They literally disappear when I sit at my computer.
So, for any of you brave souls who have once more ventured onto my blog, how do you get those words swimming about in your brain to come forward onto the keyboard? I welcome suggestions, please!
I started this blog because I wanted something to hold me accountable for writing. Years ago, I was part of a writer’s group. We met monthly and we had a goal, either a topic or even a series of words. Each month we would meet, we had writers, poets, song writers and artists. The interpretation of our ideas was fascinating and we had so much fun together. We met for a few years until many moved away and our group splintered into the way of life.
During those times I was consistent in writing. I kept a notebook with me to write phrases and feelings and words. It was exhilarating!
I am starting to feel this way about blogging. I know in my “about” section I promised I would write and predicted I would stumble, what I didn’t expect was this stuttering that I am doing.
Here is a secret I have held on to. My family and friends all encouraged me to blog. They all said, you should write out some of the things you think and say. Not one of them knows I have started this blog. That one sleepless night when I approached the word press site and signed up, I made a deal with myself and the Lord. He is the only One I trust totally with any and all decisions. So, the Lord and I made this deal (well, I really shouldn’t include Him as most times He allows me to go off on my own and then reels me in with laughter and I told you so yank, all spiritually, of course. How was that for a run on sentence in a sentence?) that I would not tell my friends and family about this blog until I had accomplished some things.
Those things I wanted to see happen with this blog are as follows.
1. I would have at least 8-10 people following me. Total strangers who wouldn’t know me if they found me dead in their lunch box.
2. I would have people make comments, positive and negative, but always helpful. That way I would know I could take the ‘encouragement’ given by family and friends that I may not take so willingly.
3. Someone, anyone, would let me know this blog has touched their life, hopefully for the good and not that it gives them constipation or a migraine.
So, dear blogging fellow adventurers, you have the rest of the story. I am stuttering here. I posted the other day and it has haunted me as bad, very, very bad all week-long. I have thought of trashing it, but somehow I think it serves as a reminder that I really can improve.
I posted another post the other night and somehow lost half of it into cyber space. Where it landed, I know not where. The half that survived is now floating in the trash can of the cyber world.
So, as for followers, I have four very brave souls who venture hesitantly onto my blog. Thank you all. I hope that in the future you won’t have my blog to serve as what not to do. I hope, that it will be like all of yours, full of ideas, thoughts and words and phrases that make the world a brighter spot for me.
The comments I have received have been like cool water on a very hot dry day. I appreciate each.
So, again, with my brain full I send this post. I welcome any ideas or thoughts. Gee, I would even love if you would leave a series of words as a challenge for me to write something. I once wrote a story using the words juxtaposed, gray, and time.
All things are possible. I have long thought that this wish to write has been lifelong and placed deep within me by my Creator who has placed a story in me to tell. So, if anyone has the key, please send me a note about how to unlock that which is pounding on the door of my brain waiting to be free.
Thanks for sharing in my adventure, as always, DAF