Wow! I am actually a blogger...it feels weird, almost cathardic. Why do people blog? For real? I suppose it is cheaper than a psychiatrist or therapist visit. Maybe there is a hope that one's poetic waxings will swoop them into a cloud of lucriative fame and fortune. I don't know. As to why I am doing it? All of the above. I used to be a writer, or have time to write, never professionally but it was something I was invested in. Now as a crazy-busy Mom of 3 kids 4 years and under, I never find the time. This whole internet ready thing will make it easier, I hope! I have a lot to say...my life for the most part is strangely hilarious...almost like a bad B movie or a pilot for a sitcom that never makes it to network television. Yes, it's that good.
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