It's Been That Long? How Did That Happen?
Well, this happened...
Oh my gosh, Everlastings, I can’t believe I’ve been away this long! So sorry, but things happened, some of it completely out of my control.
As I reported over at Constant Commoner, I let myself get sick for way too long, but I’m nicely on the mend now, hopped up on steroids, but that’s a good thing. I’ve been busy helping my grandson get ready to open his new record shop in Petoskey, and the opening is tomorrow! A lot of work but I loved every bit of it. I was in charge of ordering supplies and working with the printer. I even took flyers around town! Fun but, I admit, exhausting. (Once again I forget how old I am.)
Since you’ve kindly opened your email and now you’re kindly reading this, I feel as if I need to contribute something here, so I dug into my archives and found this piece I wrote way back when I had hardly any subscribers and not many saw it. It’s about Shonda Rhimes kicking my ass, and about blogging, and about inspiration. I really enjoyed it when I read it again this morning, so I hope you will, too.
Shonda Rhimes Kicked my Ass and Told Me to Get Going
I revised this piece from one I wrote a while back and—confession time—nearly forgot about. Shonda’s words meant so much to me at the time, I realize now I should have had her entire book tattooed all over my body. It might have changed everything. One morning, around 4:30 AM, while I was reading Shonda Rhimes’ terrific book,
Things should calm down soon. I don’t ever want to neglect this space or close the doors, even for a little while. Just wanted you all to know, I love what I do here but every now and then life pokes a hole in it.
You know how that is…
Time flies when you are having fun? I'm glad you are feeling better and getting used to your new town.
Thanks for sharing the Shonda piece. I enjoyed reading about your blogging history and could relate to much of what you said as I too was a blogger for many years until I just got too bored with it all. I gravitated over Substack about a year ago, sticking my big toe in the water wondering if I want to jump in and try swimming when I really am not a swimmer, but here I am tying to learn new strokes and keep my head above water. In the meantime, I look to the coach on the side of pool for inspiration and instruction. Thanks for being there. I don’t know if you knew you were even my coach!
"Now I’ve taken my blog voice to Substack. I want my blogs to be uniquely my own. I want to be braver. I want to write with the kind of authority that isn’t show-offy, that isn’t obnoxious, that isn’t academic (not that I could pull that off, anyway), but is entertaining and undeniably me.” That right there is so clarifying to me about bringing my own voice over to Substack. Thanks.
Also, take your time at healing.