Mostly Morning Musings remains an apt name for this blog, now just over a year old. It’s mostly in the morning when I ponder and write. These almost-weekly entries began when someone in publishing suggested that it is important to have an internet presence is. Letters from agents are still piling up in my cyber-reject file and my memoir has yet to find a home, but meanwhile, I am hooked on blogging.
For a fledgling writer like me, blogs are a great exercise in mustering the moxie to keep putting stuff out there. Finding this courage has been crucial to my writing and life. Writing my memoir (written first time around as a novel because it felt safer that way) helped me to process the crazy years of life with an addict and the shock of my husband’s suicide. Compulsively writing every morning before the sun rose, my story became a story instead of a dark shadow within me. The process was healing and cathartic but also my introduction to writing about what I love: nature, books, food, the seasons – this beautiful life.
Writing – thinking about writing, and actually doing it – helps me to step out of what can easily become a mundane march of day-to-day things to be done. In pausing, I really see the world around and within me and sometimes, even discover an insight to carry with me through the day. This is what I look for when I read and hopefully, you, my dear readers, find such pleasure here. I feel humbled and encouraged and thank you.