So I will soon be back to working two job, juggling my time, rushing to and fro trying to maintain my domestic normality and assisting my bank balance in regaining a positive standing.
But what has this rude interruption to my employment status brought me?
Well for a start it brought me here. I have hankered for years to return to theto find time to think and relay my thoughts on the page, I am a secret writer who like so many others, fears the rejection of our craft. Fear that what we churn out may only be subjected to ridicule from writers we can only dream of emulating.
“Tales from” may only be days old, but I am enjoying the toddling phase of this writing journey. The written word as a shared experience needs to be explored and explored I have. Writing about my tedious existence while reading about others (and there is so much to read) is becoming part of my breakfast routine.
I have laughed, inhaled deeply as I ponder if my keyboard could cope with the openness that some are able to present and yes one blogger has brought a tear to my eye… this is just the start though isn’t it?
For now I have taken that step and found that I have not been hounded off the web for insignificant ramblings there is no stopping me!!!!
When I got back from the morning walk today I sat and pondered what I would share, what would I write about today… and there was so much and nothing all at once. The truth is I may aim to be inspirational, witty, positive and perhaps even a little quirky but I shall only ever be me.
Today I have blogged about blogging, there is no insight into my inner thoughts I am just a person who gets very excited when some out there “likes” what I have produced. So thankyou for reading … thank you for writing ….
To Blog or not to Blog is no longer the question.