I feel lost.
Where once I had goals, dreams, aspirations, directions, and a body weight I could control; I now have exhaustion and confusion. The problem is with writing, with blogging.
Why did you start a blog? I began mine because a very good (talented, beautiful, intelligent) friend recommended I start one. I’d been trying to make TwofaceBook into a salon of sorts. I failed. People on social media want it to be a trash heap -but I digress.
I started writing a blog because I wanted to share my writing with others. I also wanted to complete a book, become world famous, and retire from housework forever.
After 2.5 years and little progress in the book-writing direction, I wonder if my followers have lost interest. I know I have. I imagine everyone’s thoughts:
What is she doing with this blog, anyway?
Why does she keep posting terrible poetry?
Is this a short story or a -oh. It’s yet another piece of that serial story thing. Just END it already!
Since no one’s been blunt enough to tell me these things, I’m taking the liberty of assuming their reactions.
In all seriousness, though, what should I do? I’ve finally finished Wilhelmina Winters. I prematurely ended the life of one my favorite serials because it was going the same, lengthy direction. I’m not certain anyone ever reads my mom blog. I think the bad poetry is hilarious.
I need a re-vamp, or I’m bound to drop the thing entirely. We’re talking a new writing schedule and different posts than what I’ve been doing.
If you have a minute, could you leave a comment about what you actually enjoy reading or would like me to write? I’m open to suggestions.
Here’s a brief run-down of what I wrote:
Wednesday, October 9: Asked about faves in “What’s Your Favorite Holiday? Why?”
Thursday, October 10: Whipped up a (highly condensed) version of Stephen’s writing in “A Tribute to Stephen Black of Fractured Faith Blog.”
Saturday, October 12: Announced the 47th Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest. The theme is to parody a nursery rhyme. PLEASE ENTER!
Monday, October 14: An inspirational quote by Someone who may have been Winston Churchill.
Tuesday, October 15: “Wilhelmina Winters, Number One Hundred Eight.” The End!!!
Wednesday, October 16: Today.
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