Snot, snot everywhere.
I even found it in my hair.
My darling daughter doesn't care.
There's just some things she shouldn't share.
Day number 9 of Lilliana's cold/flu/bug/virus/pain in my arse, and, though she didn't mean to, she's made another good point out of nothing special so, I thought I'd share.
Having only been a pseudo-professional, blog-tastic internet poster for a solid month, I've only just begun. The first couple of weeks I spent navigating what I want to share, and how I want to tell the stories that are writing/child related. Then there was a lull. Lilliana's funny. I mean, really, really funny. But it's not everyday that she does something worth posting. I'm sure most of you don't want to hear of all the bathroom antics everyday, (or do you...)
Well now I'm at the point where I'm finding other super interesting blogs (check my blog roll), and on those blogs, I'm meeting other super interesting people with their own super interesting blogs, and so on. The more I comment on those other blogs, the more attention my little site gets. That's a good thing. No-an AMAZING thing.
If you're a writer, blog or no blog, get out there and talk to other writers who are in the same boat. It's the little things that keep us sane, like commenting back and forth about Hotheads and brain function (thanks new friend, Sheri and everyone over at Kiersten Writes). There are few who really get the misery we're putting ourselves through to write the perfect novel.
So you want some advice? Leave your mark. Make an impression. Get your name out there. Make friends. Eat hotheads(!). Buy a pony. It doesn't matter. Just do something that connects you to your craft, and those reaching for the same dream.
Just don't, by any means, forget a tissue (better safe than sorry, unless you want to end up like me).
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2 comments:
Great post! Still out of hotheads, but I have a beach towel for you to use. Tissues didn't cut it for me earlier on in the week when two of my four were ravaged by a ridiculously, repugnant bug. Splatter was everywhere. K, I'll stop.
Candy, you are correct. Get out there and make the most of it--every it. You've got me up by two weeks as a misfit blogger. It's nice to know I'm not the only newbie.
Cheers!
Hmm a beach towel for the leaky faucet that is Lilliana's nose. Noted.
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