A Little ‘Blog Reno’ Coming Soon…

I haven’t seen or heard from my muse in ages. (In non-writers’ terms, that’s about a year. Ish.) Needless to say, a non-writing writer is a terrible thing. You don’t want to be around one when we’re not writing because if we’re not already in full self-loathing mode, then we’re lashing out at anyone who dares ask the dreaded question.

“What is the dreaded question?” you might be asking yourself right now.

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For the sake of writers, friends of writers, and loved ones of writers (especially doting husbands) everywhere, I will tell you.

When a writer is obviously miserable (i.e. Not Writing), never ever ask, “How’s the writing going?”

Or worse yet: “What’s your book about?”

Just don’t. 

Anyway… with that out of the way, I’ve been thinking. A lot of thinking happens when one is not writing, but that’s beside the point. This blog is in dire need of a refresh. I created it during the last term of my undergraduate program, fully intending to keep it strictly about writing and books. (You know, because I was going to publish my first novel before the end of that year.) Thing is, there are other things I want to write about and share with you that don’t quite fit inside that bubble.

And when they say “the Devil’s in the details” … *sigh*.

They mean it, especially when it comes to revision and editing.

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And, hey, it’s my blog, right?

It won’t entirely change. Writing and books will, certainly, still be on the menu, but I’ll also free myself up to write about life as a mom of boys, learning new things, projects around the house, and mental health, to name a few. Grocery lists of random strangers. Birds that deliberately set forest fires in Australia.

Recently, I have been itching to learn to knit so I can make blankets. Big, soft, fuzzy blankets like these. My boys each asked for one, and my oldest got super excited to pick out his yarn colors. I don’t want to let him down, man. I mean, he’s 8. There’s a lot riding on the expectations of this blanket he wants his momma to make for him.

A girl needs to write about that to work through it! Am I write?  (Totally kidding; I know that’s not the right word.)

See? I feel better already just putting this out into the universe. For now, though, I must get some rest or I won’t be much help at my cousin’s new house tomorrow. I think we’re painting and cleaning the new place. Gotta be on my toes!

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xo

-ns

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