I'm hoping to blog from there. I've purchased a 2.3 pound netbook. We'll see what the internet connections are like.
But by far the most important thing that occurred this weekend was the epiphany I had on the way home from dancing Saturday night. I haven't been writing lately. I'd blocked out 3 days last week and nada, nothing, not one new word on a page. I tried not to beat myself up about it, but seems I am harder on myself than any abuser could possibly be. I whispered to myself to put down the whips (no, I'm not into S & M). Then I danced for a few hours. While talking to hubby in the car driving home, I started blabbing about my feelings and voila la. The answer came.
I was feeling like a failure because I self-published my memoir and sales are not that great. I knew I'd never recoup the money I put into it, but that didn't matter. It was about sharing my story with others who might be helped by it. Still is. But what was churning inside me is why bother to write anything new. If I can't get published traditionally, I won't self-publish again - it's way too expensive so, what's the point of writing anything at all? Whew! At least now I know what's blocking me. I'll keep you posted on my progress.
And now for......more awards:
This is the Honest Scrap award. It is for those bloggers who write from the heart. I received it from Helen Ginger, one of my favorite bloggers. The rules are to pass it along to seven bloggers and then list 10 honest things about myself. Here five bloggers who are very deserving of this honor:
Bloggers who write from the heart and touch me because of it:
L. Diane Wolfe
Elizabeth Spann Craig
10 Honest Things About Me:
- I am a jealous person. I am jealous of writer friends who got published traditionally. I am jealous of women who are thinner than me and look fabulous. I don't begrudge anyone what they have, just wish I had it too!
- Sometimes I wish I had absolutely no responsibilities - like cooking for hubby, feeding the dog, food shopping, you know, the everyday chores. I guess that's why vacations are nice.
- I hate shopping for clothes. Don't like spending the money on myself. But I have to say, since i've lost 45 pounds, it's a much more pleasant experience because things fit and look pretty darn okay for a 60-year-old body.
- I'm not a great singer, but singing makes me oh so happy. I sing with two other women at retirement communities, and, although I doubt my abilities, I know I'm doing a good thing when we're told we made their day!
- I am questioning my decision to write full time. This last week the writing just hasn't happened, even though I blocked out three full days with no other distractions.
- I worry about money. I don't know if it comes from growing up with parents who didn't have much and who grew up in the Depression, but even when there's no reason to worry, I worry, which is why I am now blogging about "letting go."
- I finally went to a printer yesterday and ordered bookmarks for "Following the Whispers." It's taken 7 months to take that giant step to have a giveaway at signings and other events.
- I want to be a grandmother so badly I can taste it. But my son is 36 and not seriously involved with anyone. Hope I'm able to enjoy a grandbaby when it finally does come along, if it does. Another opportunity to let go of expectations.
- I live in a place they call the land of enchantment. Thursday night at Girls Night Out, we ate dinner on my friend's patio. The Sandia mountains were visible in the East and as we ate and talked, the full moon rose behind the mountains. It doesn't get much better than that.
- I believe in Magic.