This blank page makes me feel inadequate, as if the blog police are lurking somewhere waiting to issue me a citation.
“Young lady, you’ve had this domain for well over a year, where are all the witty posts you should have created by now?”
“Well, Officer, I uh…” I reach into my draft box and pull out several unfinished posts.
“Ma’am. Please take your hands off the keyboard and exit the blog now.”
In days past, I was a prolific blogger. My day wasn’t complete unless I blogged. Back then, as an expat in Sweden, and later a cynical 30-something going through infertility treatment, I had plenty to talk about. But being back in my hometown with no major drama in my life (knock on a forest), the words felt harder to come by.
After getting back into writing in general, (I’m over half-way through with a first draft of a novel I’m very excited about) I realized I really miss blogging and the feeling of community it brings. So, I am back. While I may not be navigating my way through life in a foreign country, or having multiple medical devices stuck up my hoo-hah on a regular basis, I know there are other writers, foodies, makers, tv addicts and such with which I’ll be able to geek out.
So, Officer, put away your citation book and stand back, because I’m about to show you A Life More Creative.*
*later changed to Under the Wide and Starry Sky.