Honestly? I feel guilty about blogging. I feel like it’s a bit self-indulgent when I should be writing, living real life, sweeping the floor, feeding children, reading books, working at the soup kitchen, volunteering at the library, earning a living, annnnndddd...
the list goes on. Not necessarily in order of importance. It’s a great source guilt, as it might be to you as well. But does anyone have reasons that make them feel better about being on here instead of all these other places? I could really use your justifications, friends. To use for my own peace of mind, not to judge or anything. So, please pass them on!
Then there’s another source of guilt… I’ve some great awards I haven’t even acknowledged!
A big thanks to Miss Ali for The Lovely Blog Award. It’s so nice and it totally made my day! (Though she gave it to me a month ago….)
Thank you to Myrna, Bec, and Medeia for The Versatile Blogger Award. It took me so long to post it that I feel bad I received it three times! My bad! (But I’m grateful all the same for their thoughtfulness.)
Seven things about me go with this one:
1. My favorite writing advice: Don’t be afraid to throw in the towel. If you have a true writer’s heart, you’ll pick up the towel when the time is right. Writers are never able to stay away from writing for long.
2. I live on 2.5 acres and have 13 chickens. I like the idea of being a farm girl, but not enough to have to live with all the literal crap that comes with it.
3. I don’t consider myself a writer of historical fiction or fantasy. Instead I always say I write adventure and go wherever the setting takes me. The adventure is what appeals to me first in any kind of writing (even nonfiction).
4. I think energence should be a word. Doesn’t it sound cool and full of possibility???
5. I’m married to a guy with a PhD in biochemical engineering. His cranium is disproportionately larger than his body. But instead of making him look wonky, I think it’s endearing. :o)
6. I gain and lose 55/60 lbs with every baby. That means with all three of my kids I’ve had to gain then lose that much. Still working on the last 15 from baby #3… who’ll be one on August 10th.
7. It bugs me when people say “random” because to a biologist or a statistician, random means TRUE RANDOM (i.e. governed by or involving equal chances for each of the actual or hypothetical members of a population). Usually people are referring to what is in fact, NOT random but arbitrary (i.e. determined by chance, whim, or impulse, and not by necessity, reason, or principle).
I’m going to pass these on to my newest friends, Take one or both, please:
Yvonne Osbourne, the great host of The Festival of Trees
Dana Chabino, the beautiful painter
Jill Kemerer, the beach writer
E. Elle, the writer at the Funhouse
Miss Ali, the lovely blogger herself
Sandy Shin, the dreamer, writer, and one of the best commentors
Nicole McDonald, the kiwi writer who needs no rescuing
And my last source of guilt?
I never had a 200 follower contest and I haven’t had a giveaway since June 1st. I would say it’s about time for some fun! (At any rate, I’m so close to 1,000 followers that we’ve GOT to celebrate! Right, Sharon? Ha, ha.)
Look for the par-tay Monday or Tuesday!