Dear Readers,
Yup, it’s time for my yearly wrestling of what to do with my blog NOW. This happens every time WordPress tells me it’s time to renew my domain name. I must confess to being envious of those who just blog. They seem to blog about anything that interests them. They may blog about blogging one day, and about eating pizza the next. I considered doing that, and I might someday. But.
If you have been following me, you may notice that I have taken down some earlier posts. I decided to prune my posts for privacy’s sake. I’m not being mysterious (I’m pretty open, and certainly not that interesting), but I decided that if I write something that I wouldn’t want mentioned to me by a stranger in public, I should probably take it down. (I’ve pretty much had that happen, too. Yikes!)
Am I still really into writing about art? Oh yes. I can’t see that changing any time soon. The novel I am working on novel does involve art, although to a lesser degree. But I really do write about more than art. As a matter of fact, I spent most of February revising a MG novel, although I had to abandon it temporarily. I intend to finish it this summer. Or at least I hope to. So now I need to reconsider what this space is for.
I say all of this to say that what I’d really like this to become would be a corner for those who write to talk about writing and for those who read to talk about that. I especially enjoy conversations with writers who read and chat. (Maybe that should be my new blog title: Writers Who Read!) And I hope it doesn’t sound snobbish to say so but I particularly enjoy literary fiction, although I have been known to enjoy a YA novel now and again. Just as I like physical exercise that challenges me, that’s what I expect from a novel.
I’ll get us started.
As part of the writing process I make sure to read a really great book by an inspiring author. For me that author right now is Virginia Woolf. When I read her work, I aspire to meet her excellence. I’m not saying I will or that her modernist bent is even called for today, but her To the Lighthouse is a book I could read endlessly.
I don’t want to seem sacrilegious but with Lighthouse I have the same experience that I had when I read the Bible as a young person: I always see a fresh image, something I missed, a thought-provoking passage. It’s always new.
You likely have a book you feel the same about. While I figure out what (if anything) to do with my blog, care to share? Or feel free to talk about your writing, if you write.
Thoughts?
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Believe it or not, I’ve somehow missed reading Virginia Woolf. I’ll have to read To the Lighthouse. I love good literary fiction. It can be so much more compelling than commercial fiction. I just finished an old one by Oliver LaFarge called Laughing Boy. It was a good story, beautifully written.
I, too, have to periodically assess where I am as a blogger. It is SO much work and like everyone else, I’m busy. Sometimes we hit rough patches in life and the last thing we want to do is put ourselves out there. Guess it depends on the reasons we blog. To me, it’s good discipline and it gives the readers of my books somewhere to go online if they’re curious. Much less time consuming for me than other social media. It’s a type of history, as well…plus, I meet people like you! 😉
Hey Danni, I’ve never heard of Laughing Boy. I’ll have to check it out. It sounds intriguing. I love hearing about new books. It’s one of the reasons I do this blog.
Thank you so much for saying that blogging helps you to meet people like me. That choked me up this morning. LOL. I love the humor with which you write.