A Real Life Update

Rain Leaves

I’m plumb out of eloquence, so I hope the last few days’ posts are enough to tide you over.  I’m just drained.  With the news we received yesterday, 3 kids + 1 husband being sick, rain & more rain today, our fireplace being remodeled, the Republican debate last night (yes, we stayed up way too late watching it), and the regular duties required of a wife, mom, & breathing human being, I just don’t have much more to offer.  Which is really saying something, because even on a good day, I don’t usually have a lot left over.

I’m really enjoying being a writer, though!  After almost 2 weeks, it’s getting less & less scary with each post – and yet there’s more & more pressure to write something fancy, entertaining, and not so stinking depressing.  Though I did warn you.  This is real.

Possibly irrationally, I’m starting to think I can actually do this.  I can be a real writer.  And not just for myself.  I should hedge my hopes, though, because I tend to get really depressed when I’m let down.  Shocker, I know.

I’m dying to write some fictional pieces here.  Just haven’t had the time or energy to start a project like that yet.  And I haven’t quite figured out how to do it.  It can’t be too long – or it would need to be broken into multiple posts, which I think would be fun – and I’m a little trepidatious about other people stealing my work.  I’m utterly vain & unrealistic.  I know.  I know.  I’m still paranoid.

This is the part of the conversation where I say, “So, how are you?  What are you up to these days?  Do you know who you’re voting for?”

Feel free to answer in the comments below 🙂 …

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