So the whole world is blogging and I've been told if I want to be with it, I need to blog. So what to blog about? Do you care if I brush my teeth with colgate or crest or if I have a sick kid home today? Probably not, and I probably wouldn't enjoy writing about that -- probably as good as I am at writing in a journal and recording the everyday details of the day. Although I really wish I hadn't erased my diary as a 10 year old, embarrassed by the boys I liked and the recess games I described in full dramatic detail as an 8 year old. Now I'd love to read those mundane details. Of course I still have my 10 year old crushes recorded -- thank goodness -- and laugh how my best friend and I would have particular boyfriends going on a fieldtrip and on the bus ride home, we'd decided to trade. Very innocent, I promise, and kind of endearing when I watch my own daughter quite similar although I swear she's much more dramatic.
So what do I love to write about? I mean I do love to write. Maybe from the name of my blog, you can guess -- from the first hook to completed book -- it's about my process or journey or crossing from diary writer to writing a novel. It's about why I did it and may help someone along the way who's always wanted to write a book. Believe me if I can write a book, anyone can write one. Now marketing, well that's another blog -- one that I won't be writing about and one I’m still in the process of learning. So if you're looking to be the next New York Times Bestseller, this isn't the blog for you. If you're looking to start a rewarding process where you can hold a book in hand at the end, maybe you'll enjoy comparing notes to my journey.
Let me end this entrance with one final thought. I hated English class growing up. I loved math. Crazy eh? In my English class, apparently I was too dramatic with my pen. I felt confined so never imagined that one day I'd love writing so much. Math was logical, predictable and satisfied one part of my brain but the creative part was still a mystery to me and when I did expand beyond the expected limits of a university syllabus -- my writing skills were too theatrical. Not until years later when I felt inspired, for whatever reason -- insight, healing, boredom -- did I begin to write and I absolutely LOVED letting my imagination run loose. So next entrance I'll elaborate some more . . .
If you do want to jump ahead and get a sneak peak of my final book, you can go straight to my web address and read the details of my first book, the HASTIE GIRLS and yes, this is indeed a shameless plug for my book. After all this is my baby -- this is the creation that I’m blogging about.
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Way to go!!!.... Toby
ReplyDeleteThanks, Toby!
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