I took a creative writing class in high school and I have no memory of the “why” part of it. My guess is that I heard it was an easy class, but it clicked and I loved going into that room. I would have stayed in there all day if they’d have let me. I took a long break for many years until I asked to join an established writing group. They had to vote on me (I passed) and every month we would meet and share our work. That eventually led to this blog.
I have been asked by my friend Mary to participate in a blog hop. The subject? It’s all writing, peeps.
What am I working on/writing?
I am always working on blog stuff. My day job is very numbers orientated and daydreaming and writing in my head could lead to lots of mistakes. That is the frustrating part of my day. The paying attention. I need to make money and I wish it could be by writing but that hasn’t happened yet, so I have to work. Fortunately, it is part-time so I do have time to write – not as much as I’d like but what are you gonna do??? Baby’s got to finish college. I have another goal of writing a children’s book and I have no idea what it would be about, but I LOVE children’s books. I have loved every stage of my kids lives, but I miss reading to them. If You Give A Mouse A Cookie. Goodnight Moon. Angelina Ballerina. Madeline. I felt like every character lived in this house for years. There is a children’s bookstore nearby and I always stop and look in the window. Charmed………every single time.
How does my work/writing differ from others of its genre?
It doesn’t. I am just one of many, many bloggers out there trying to get some attention. All of those bloggers have a writing voice and when you follow them you begin to recognize it. My voice is unique to me and hopefully, strikes a chord with readers.
Why do I write what I do?
My style fluctuates from funny to sad to wow. It’s how I think. I like to have fun with my writing but profound wonder of life and loss is integrated into everything I do. I am often too feely for my own piece of mind many days. I think everyone wants to go through life thinking they made a difference. I have to write myself there. I have to tell the story (sometimes of total strangers) to say “I cannot stop thinking about you and here’s why.”
How does my writing process work?
I am by nature an observer. Things will appear on my radar and I will note its significance. I hardly ever know why it’s significant. I just remember it. It is when I’m writing that The Significant Thing will pop up and get woven into my story. I’ve learned to trust it and its place in my writing. In fact, I love it. When I plan out a story it hardly ever goes the way I’ve imagined until The Significant Thing appears and ties everything together.
I will have much more to write about Listen To Your Mother sometime this week. It’s a whole lot to process but The Significant Thing came to mind today.
And she was beautiful.