Say goodbye?

I have woefully neglected this blog. There is no purpose to it so perhaps it is time to close up shop and either start my co-parenting blog or not bother with another blog at all. I suppose I could keep this one going...

Just Keep Writing.

I am not good at keeping this blog up. I am sorry. I was talking to my eldest daughter about writing and she told me that no matter how long it takes, to just keep writing. "Even if it takes 40 to 50 years," she said. I will write. If not for me, I will write for her and show her that I kept writing.

Good Intentions

Long story short. I missed the mark on writing and posting daily on this site. Why? I didn't plan time for writing. I allowed myself to just go with the flow and flow into what others needed and wanted me to do. If this is going to be important to me, then I need to make the necessary time for it.

I can celebrate the fact that I am more active on this blog, but I'm not. This was a goal setting fail. Must do better next time.

Concentration

I can't seem to concentrate long enough to write anything this evening. So I asked my oldest child to pick a writing prompt for me to write about. During Christmastime, I had purchased a book of writing prompts because I wanted to sharpen my writing and try to write something everyday...I have only written in it twice. At any rate, here is the writing prompt Miss E selected for me: Do you like horror stories? What is the best one you have ever heard?

I do not go out of my way to read horror stories, but I would read a horror story before I'd ever go to the movie theater and see a horror film. I don't like such books and films because they take me to a place I don't like going. I believe the last horror story I read was probably an R.L. Stine book when I was in high school. I can't say this is the best I've ever heard, but the horror story that sticks out in my head is the story about the girl with the yellow ribbon around her neck. I was in elementary school when I first heard the story; it bothered me to no end after I heard it. Now that I am much older, I can handle it much better, but I'd rather leave the horror stories for people with better stomachs and minds to handle such tales. I may have to sleep with a light on tonight...

#BeforeFacebook Writing Everyday 2/3/2016

Yes, there was life before Facebook. It's hard to imagine, but there was a time when people did not post their random thoughts, selfies, and meals for everyone to see. Before Facebook, I was less concerned with the happenings of acquaintances, friend,s and family. I first learned about FB when I was in college. A friend of mine from high school would ask me regularly if I was on FB; at the time, it was only available to college students and even then only certain colleges and mine was not one of them. But, as soon as it was, I joined. It's hard for me to believe I have been on FB for over 10 years now. I don't know when I went from an occasional user to someone who checks her FB page several times a day. For the most part, I have enjoyed the evolution of the website as well as my own evolution of usage. Lately, I have enjoyed that FB shares memories. It has been interesting to see who I knew, what I was doing and what I was thinking all those years ago. I have shared a lot of random thoughts, quotes, and life happenings on Facebook. It will be interesting to see how FB will be 10 years from now.

Writing Everyday 2/2/2016

I am working on a reflection piece about my fathers and my family. Six years ago today, I spoke to my father for the first time. Speaking to him on the phone helped me to take the all-important step of moving on from the anger and frustration I felt of not knowing who or what my father was about and the constant anger, hurt, and sadness I felt knowing my biological mother wanted nothing to do with me.

I am by no means completely unscathed by what happened, but meeting him and talking to him and including him in significant parts of my life helped me to really know my place in my family.

More to come!

Writing Everyday

This month I am going to write everyday. If I am serious about this whole writing thing, then I need to set aside the time to write and to work on my craft. Time is something I haven't felt I have had a lot of in recent months, but I've got to make the effort and find the time. I know some of my pieces will be long and others, such as this, will be quite short because of time constraints and Writer's Block. I am convinced that most of my Writer's Block stems from the over-analyzing I do about everything. Confidence and my desire to not ruffle any feathers keeps me extremely cautious. I don't know when I started being guarded in my writing, but it is a hindrance that has kept me from opening up. At any rate, all I know is right now I want to complete my goal of writing everyday and using this blog to help me keep track of my work.