Ask Me Wednesday!!

OK ..... I only had three questions so this will be quick and easy.

W asked if I'd considered changing the name of the blog since my life is different now than when I re-named it "One Breath At A Time........". I'm trying to remember what the original name of the blog was ..... and it's not coming to me. Isn't the mind a terrible thing to waste?

Whatever.

Anyway .... 10 points to the first person to comment and tell me what the original name was.

Because I truly don't remember .... at least .... not at this point in time.

So .... back to W's question ..... yes, I've thought about changing the name and the look, but I don't think I'm ready to do that yet. I don't know what a good THIRD name would be .... or maybe I should go back to the original name .... whatever the heck that was.

I think I will change it .... eventually ..... I just don't have the creativity, or energy, to deal with it yet.

But ..... I will take any suggestions.

:)

V asked if any of my kids had thought about starting a blog.

Hmmmmmmm ..... I would have to say ..... that I don't really know.

Actually, Daughter #1 has had 2 blogs ..... one when she was in Italy and one when she was in Russia. As far as I know (which obviously, isn't very far) she doesn't have any others. But who knows? The girl won't even "friend" me on Facebook.

Go figure.

As for the others ..... I highly doubt that any of the Sons have given much thought to starting one. A couple of them get enough satisfaction from posting their true thoughts on Facebook. A blog would be redundant.

I wouldn't be surprised if Daughters #2 & #3 had considered it. They would both be good at blog-writing.

I had someone e-mail me and ask if I thought I would write a book.

Funny, but I've been giving this some substantial thought lately.

I went to the "writers' workshop" at Camp Widow to learn a bit more about the process.

And I've obtained a couple of books on the subject that I intend to start reading in the next week or so.

So .... yes, I've considered it and am still considering it, but am not sure.

I'm not sure that I have anything to say that hasn't already been said.

I'm not sure how to even begin writing a book.

I'm not sure what, exactly, to write about ..... Jim's death? My path on the road of widowhood?

Raising 6 kids? Being a horrible mom? Or maybe .... all of the above?

I never really knew I could write.

I knew, by the time I was in my early teens, that in order to express my true feelings to someone, I had to write them down.

So I did that a few times at important times in my life .... to important people.

It was always easier to write .... because if I had to talk about my emotions and feelings, especially anger ..... I'd just cry.

Writing omitted the snotty nose in front of someone else.

So I knew I needed to do that ..... to write to get my feelings expressed to someone.

But I never considered that "writing".

I never thought I had the ability to write.

Never.

I knew that Daughter #1 did .... by the time she was in 4th grade it was clear. She had an amazing teacher (who is now a dear friend) who encouraged her on this path and talked to Jim and me about encouraging her ..... which we did.

But I always wondered where she got that ability.

It never occurred to me that it might be me.

Not until well after Jim died.

People have encouraged me for years to write a book. Way before Jim died.

A book about raising the kids. And all of the stories that went with that.

I never took it seriously.

There are enough parenting books out there .... and I never thought I could write.

And then ..... one day .... I finally agreed to follow several people's suggestions .... and start a blog.

I really didn't know what I was doing, but I forged ahead .... and wrote.

And still didn't think I could write.

That didn't really occur to me until many, many months after Jim died.

After people kept making comments .... on the blog, by email, or to my face.

And one day .... I started to believe it.

I could write.

I still struggle with it somewhat.

Someone told me tonight that I am a very good writer and I find that I'm not comfortable with that label ..... not yet.

I think I just lower all of my filters and let my fingers fly across the keyboard.

It doesn't seem like a "talent" to me .... just a release.

So ..... I'm still not sure.

I guess it would be wonderful if an agent saw my blog, loved it and then contacted me about writing a book.

But .... that's not real life.

So, until then ...... I'm still thinking.

And taking any suggestions.

Writing a blog is an entirely different animal than writing a book.

One can't use ....... when writing a book.

One can't really use What. Ev. Er. when writing a book.

And one probably can't use T.A.N.W., when writing a book.

Not that I know.

I'm just saying ......

Happy Wednesday, Peeps.

:)