Monday, April 30, 2007
That is a question I’ve wrangled with for quite some time. All the writers I know, published or otherwise, are blogging. Many of the sites I visit by other writers (and I must admit, I seem to only visit blogs by fellow writers) are phenomenal. A wealth of information, great graphics, writing tips and suggestions – they’re incredible! And what they have to say makes so much sense—it’s all so interesting!
I’ve avoided the whole blogging process for quite some time, because frankly, I don’t know what the heck I’ll blog about. I could talk about the daily juggle of what I need to get done versus what I actually have time to get done. No matter how much I want to write, the kids will still need to eat, the clothes will still have to be laundered, the dog will still have to be walked and I’ll still begin each and every day wondering “what the heck am I going to make for dinner tonight?” (Once upon a time I was organized enough that I knew the answer to that question days ahead of time. But then I had kids. Anyway, I digress…).
My friend Darah, who dragged me into this whole blogging thing, said something in her blog that made me think. She visits blogs for the pictures of hot guys (I won't use her words verbatim because they wouldn't have the right purr). Hmmm. No hot guys on mine just yet… --oops, digressing again. Just the mention of hot guys and my mind is off and running. Sorry.
Anyway, I’ve been asking myself why I read the blogs I do. Largely because they’re friends and I’m nosy, LOL. What did so and so blog about today? What’s she working on? How many pages did she write? Then there’s the former critique partner whose blog I stumbled across not long ago. She’s now multi-published. Visiting her blog most days is more a ritual form of self torture than anything else. She seems to get a lot done; I don’t. Then again, it sounds as though she’s still single and doesn’t have kids. Yeah. That’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it.
So maybe no one other than fellow writing friends will ever visit my blog, but if what I have to say is of interest to them, or I put a smile on their face for a second or two, then I guess that’s okay. I’ll still be here blogging about absolutely nothing. Jerry Sienfeld made millions on a show about absolutely nothing, so maybe there’s hope for me yet!
Saturday, April 28, 2007
My life was touched like that today. A good friend, whom I'd be lost without, helped me put this blog together on a whim. I'm not the most technically savvy cookie in the box, and have a hard time juggling things I "want" to do with things I actually "have time" to do. I was really touched by her willingness to help, but not surprised, because that's the kind of person she is. And when she asked a friend of hers to help with some of the design and her friend agreed -- well, that was the kindness that took me by surprise and left me blinking back tears. Her friend doesn't know me from a hill of beans. Yet because she's a friend of my friend, she was happy to share her expertise and help me out. Wow. What a great feeling.
That's exactly the kind of thing I've noticed in the writing community -- pretty much from day one, and I've been a member of RWA since the late 80s (Yes, I'm an old dinosaur -- and proud of it!). I don't' know what it is about writers, but we're always happy to help out a sister writer. Or as RWA used to say it, we actively train the competition. And we do!
Anyway, I decided that would be the topic for my first blog. Kindness.
Thanks, Darah. Thanks Lora. I'm forever in your debt. And I'll be sure to repay your kindnesses to a fellow writer as soon as fate presents the opportunity.