Monday, December 15, 2014
Robin
I know that all of you are waiting to see what advice and insights I'll offer next on my new blog (about singledom and other topics), but before any other posts I want to pay tribute to the memory of my wonderful friend Robin Riggs Goldsmith. She thought that all of my jokes were hilarious.
Saturday, December 6, 2014
Hi Everyone!
I've always been a letter writer, but a blogger, never. Or at least not for a sustained period. My ex-boyfriend told me that I'd write great things one day (or something like that). He was always after me to blog but of course I never did. I was, at that point, more talk than write. Actually, I probably wasn't even talk. He was the one who would bring it up.
Today, finally (Dec. 5, 2014) I begin. It's winter break where I work and, although my house is a mess and I really should start the appetizer for my department's party tonight, I can't put this off a minute longer and still live with myself. Okay, I know that sounds dramatic, but it's close to true.
I saw part of Julie and Julia recently. That movie would be an inspiration for all bloggers, it seems. Julie overcomes the monumental, lying-on-the-kitchen-floor frustrations of her topic (cooking, of course) and, as viewers, we hear her authentic voice as she types entries in her blog about progress on making all of Julia Child's recipes from Mastering the Art of French Cooking. The happy ending was interview offers, calls from editors (i.e, acknowledgement as a writer) and a marriage that was still in tact. That list might be a far reach for me right now, but why not dream? I know I'm not going to be a figure skater and I dream (day dream, that is, in the car, when listening to great songs) about that all the time.
Today's inspiration was will.i.am's "Hall of Fame." "You can move a mountain, You can break rocks." Who wouldn't respond to that? Now if I can just pull myself off the ice, whooshing by admirers in a short skating skirt and see myself signing book copies or at least at my Mac, maybe reading one positive response to my blog ... It's a start.
I think that it must be a crime, to know that you can do something, that you have at least the ability to give it a respectable try, and ignore it. Don't make room for it in your life. I'm sure that the answer lies in aligning the inner child and nurturing parent (something that I'm continually working on, thanks to advice from a therapist and the book he recommended by John K. Pollard, Self Parenting). I don't think that I consciously (that is, via my parent / child journaling) found agreement between the two parties to start writing. But I guess my inner child got whiney enough that it agreed to sit down and DO SOMETHING.
Welcome to my blog. Here's to more writing and reading blogs.
Today, finally (Dec. 5, 2014) I begin. It's winter break where I work and, although my house is a mess and I really should start the appetizer for my department's party tonight, I can't put this off a minute longer and still live with myself. Okay, I know that sounds dramatic, but it's close to true.
I saw part of Julie and Julia recently. That movie would be an inspiration for all bloggers, it seems. Julie overcomes the monumental, lying-on-the-kitchen-floor frustrations of her topic (cooking, of course) and, as viewers, we hear her authentic voice as she types entries in her blog about progress on making all of Julia Child's recipes from Mastering the Art of French Cooking. The happy ending was interview offers, calls from editors (i.e, acknowledgement as a writer) and a marriage that was still in tact. That list might be a far reach for me right now, but why not dream? I know I'm not going to be a figure skater and I dream (day dream, that is, in the car, when listening to great songs) about that all the time.
Today's inspiration was will.i.am's "Hall of Fame." "You can move a mountain, You can break rocks." Who wouldn't respond to that? Now if I can just pull myself off the ice, whooshing by admirers in a short skating skirt and see myself signing book copies or at least at my Mac, maybe reading one positive response to my blog ... It's a start.
I think that it must be a crime, to know that you can do something, that you have at least the ability to give it a respectable try, and ignore it. Don't make room for it in your life. I'm sure that the answer lies in aligning the inner child and nurturing parent (something that I'm continually working on, thanks to advice from a therapist and the book he recommended by John K. Pollard, Self Parenting). I don't think that I consciously (that is, via my parent / child journaling) found agreement between the two parties to start writing. But I guess my inner child got whiney enough that it agreed to sit down and DO SOMETHING.
Welcome to my blog. Here's to more writing and reading blogs.
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