This picture is from hitchhiking in Mauritania a few years ago.  I love how it captures the sense of being overwhelmed and at peace at the same time, combined with being sort of stupid (I actually fell asleep in the middle of the road!) Infinite possibilities!

This picture is from hitchhiking in Mauritania a few years ago. I love how it captures the sense of being overwhelmed and at peace at the same time, combined with being sort of stupid. (I actually fell asleep in the middle of the road!) Infinite possibilities!

Holy Moly, you guys!

I just posted a blog piece about wanting to write more. And just before I published it I turned to Mason and said, “Is this just ridiculously self indulgent? Is this boring? Does anyone even care?”

He nudged me and said, “Who cares? Just publish it.”

I thought of half a dozen ways I could have made my blog post less crappy, but then I was like, Screw it. Whatever. Who cares.

And I went downstairs and ate a veggie burger.

You see, I have to sew a Blue Coat right now. It is all cut out and waiting patiently by my sewing machine with forlorn eyes. But we all know that when there is work to be done, the siren call of Facebook becomes even more irresistible. Under the pretense of finding a podcast to listen to while I sew, I sat at my computer and absentmindedly refreshed my screen. I tensed a bit at remembering that I had just *bLoGgEd * (I always say that word with a tone of mockery when it is reference to myself). Oh gawd, I wondered if anyone even read that?

I did a double take when I saw that there were 241 comments! What??? Oh my god!!

I want you to all know how this feels! And I want to thank you for taking the time to write your thoughts. I read every single comment. I was so touched to see old friends chiming in. (People from elementary school read my Blog??) I just feel kind of stupefied! Thank you!!!!

As I read the comments and take note of the suggestions, I am thinking so many responses in my head. I am only half in my chair, because the Blue Coat is sighing loudly, waiting impatiently to be sewn. (Hold on a minute!!!) You guys! You make me feel like I have this super power. Like, if I need a little affirmation, I just make some low-self esteem remark on Facebook and suddenly dozens of people are lifting up my spirits. It is beautiful and embarrassing at the same time. Thank you!

Anyhow, I started responding to you all in my head, and got ready to sew. Then I thought to myself, Hold on!! What is the most repeated piece of advice I just received?

Write!

Just Write!

So here I am, just writing. Whoopee.

The Blue Coat is behind me, clearing its throat, “Um, are you going to sew me tonight?”

Yes, Blue Coat! Yes. But didn’t you hear the good people? I have to write!! This is what they mean! Work with me, sweet sweaterchild.

No for reals, I am not gonna torture you with my inner dialog. Oh wait, monolog, there is only one of me, it isn’t a dialog. I should delete that sentence. I am doing just what I said I wouldn’t be doing three sentences ago. Argh this paragraph sucks. Mason will read it over later and tell me that I should delete it… [Editor’s Note: I told her to keep it – Mason]. A-hem!

What I MEANT to say was that someone suggested doing a 30 day challenge – where I have to write every day. My first response is Cool! Oh, but, Darn – the holidays are coming up and this is crazy time for me…But then I am like, Duh! That is why it is a CHALLENGE!

I think I might do it!

I have already mastered the 30-Day-Procrastination Challenge. Now it is time to up my game.

I might fail. So what? What are you gonna do if I crap out after two days? Nothing! If I suck at this, it will just make me more relatable, right?

THIS IS MY WHOLE POINT: Will you help me?

I think I might really enjoy writing with prompts. So, like, can you leave a comment and ask me a question? It can be a basic question that people ask all the time about crafty business stuff… or about my travels, or something random from left field. Your questions certainly don’t even need to be about me. OR maybe not even a question, but just… a prompt! Oh, do you need advice? My secret dream profession is Advice Columnist, so, lay it on me!

If folks leave questions as Facebook comments, I will go through and pick one every day and try to write something worthy about it. If you particularly like someone else’s question, give it a “Like” so I see what people are interested in. Try your best to be concise, ‘cuz that helps me focus.

If you would do that for me, I would squee! Or maybe cringe. But it is a fun experiment. Or wait, is it homework? We shall see!

You should leave the question in a Facebook comment to this blog link. Please please please please please PLEASE do not email me the question or leave it as a freestanding comment, because I am the most masochistic email answerer ever, and I will lose my mind trying to be polite and personally answer each and every one you. That would take too long. I would probably cry actual tears. So: Facebook questions! Yay!!

I wonder if I am gonna regret this?

Alright already Blue Coat…!

I wrote.

Time to sew.

PS. Please don’t bother commenting on this Blog… I have 103,491 comments awaiting moderation. I’d like to think it was my adoring public, but its all spambots. Bleh.

This is where I sit when I write. My dog sits underneath the red chair and keeps my feet warm.

This is where I sit when I write. My dog sits underneath the red chair and keeps my feet warm.

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