I've always wanted to write. I was good at it once, but I can't commit to it. I can't because it's something I've always wished I could do and can't possibly set myself up for failure. The only time I'm any good at it is when I write about what matters to me. I could write a book on my story with my husband or the loves that led me here because it's real and meaningful. Sit me down to write a book review and what you'll get is - I loved this book (without and real reason why).
I made the Top 25 list on the circle of Moms website Thank you all who voted). They sent me an interview to fill out for their feature. Again, I cringed. They asked me to list my 3 favorite blog posts - Yikes! I don't read my blog! It's like going back and reading your diary! I can't read it. It's too personal. I don't like to look at it. Faced with having to fill in my little interview, I had no choice. What I found was - a lot of entries that were lost when I imported this blog from my last hosting provider that I didn't know about because I don;t read my blog (which really bothered me) and nothing I'd consider to be favorite entries. I did my best picking them and ended up with one about my son and two that were self deprecating humor (which I'm pretty good at). Like I said - I'm not a writer. I just write down thoughts when they come to me.