Someone said, or more like, several someones have said, if you want to be a writer, then write. That’s what writers do.
|For pondering, I find feet are better than belly buttons.|
I am a six-time NaNoWriMo winner and I love the frenzy of it, but I haven’t gone too far into the editing process because – editing, yuck. (Although I’m great at editing other people’s stuff. I guess that’s the faultfinder in me.) I’ve written pieces on various aspects of Goddess spirituality, the world and the Universe around us, but I haven’t done all that much with it. I’ve doodled some poetry and haven’t done anything at all with that. I’m a dreamaholic, in love with dreaming and dream analysis. There are various things about which I like to rant and rave. I’ve written some academic essays and research papers that got A’s and good peer reviews in my classes. I also love to read, and I read a lot, and I’ll be happy to tell you what I think about what I read. Actually, I’m happy to tell you what I think about pretty much anything.
It’s all writing. It’s all writing that I enjoy, about things I like learning and thinking about. I figure a blog of my own is a place to put it all together and let it out into the Big Bad World, kind of like walking your child up to the classroom on the first day of school. You love it, you want to keep it close to you and safe, but you know that at some point you have to let it see the light of day and go out on its own.
It’s new to the world. Please be kind to it.