Another day is almost coming to an end in my neck of the woods. Did you read about the blog post about me not believing I’m a writer? And I knew the post was going to be crap. Guess what? Some one came by and read it. Excited. I mean maybe I gave this person inspiration to write. Or entertained with all the typos, grammar mistakes and story line.
I had a great day. The same for you? There was a teeny tiny mental issue. I couldn’t stop thinking of the Greek God. “A Greek God alert.” I’d say when he was within my line of vision. Haha. He’s funny and smart. His smile. The kind of good guy a girl might get in trouble with. No that’s not right. Yet he was not the distraction in my head today.
All I thought about was writing. (Yep. This is the same woman who stated she wasn’t a writer. Ha!) Throughout the day these sentences ran around in my head. What was going to be my next post? My next blog post! What to write about. Be back soon. Got a rumble in my tummy. Need to wrestle up some food stuffs.
Okay. Much better. Hard to write when your blood sugars are low. Come to think of it low sugars are just not good. Back to writing.
Great, just great. The pasta dish is visiting the key board. Hm, I guess that’s why there are desks and tables. I do my best work with the laptop on my lap. Let’s find a napkin. Drats need to find one of those. Hang tight.
Now, I have my act together. Moving forward with my story.
Now, where were we before all the interruptions. Say, the word interruption brought some writing ideas. However, that’s not what I’m talking about now.
Yes, I was thinking about writing, today. Had many errands to write and the day to day life stuff. Taking care of the crew is three male dogs. The range in size from 4 pounds to 65 pounds. Keep things at a good clip around here. Now, while I was attending to life, my mind was showing some excitement to write.
Things began to come to life after Word Press sent me an email that someone read yesterday’s blog post. What? I was amazed. I mean come on, there are many mistakes and the mistakes apply here.
Stopped writing. Went back to the beginning to read what I’ve wrote. Quick jog of your memory about one person reading my blog. Read the email message several times. Took that long for the message to sink into my head.
When we write we don’t know who the reader is. Unless you asked them to or they offered to read your work. Knowing that there was a reader gave me hope. For my mind to believe I am a writer. Well…. I still see me as a work in progress. Sticking to it! Write. Continue to write. Focus on the story you are writing. As for all the errors that’s what editors are for. Right?
Not so scary to admit I like to write. Still a bit scared. I wonder if one needs to be in harmony with their Mind, Body and Spirit? I’ll explore this in my next blog post.
Thank you for reading the post. I do appreciate you.