Awareness

I am completely aware that I have been lacking in the blogging department since the second of the new year.  I do not, I repeat, do not want to be that occasional blogger with ho-hum things to say.  Not that having ho-hum things to say, and being that occasional blogger is the worst thing in the world, I just don't want to be described that way. 

I can't even count how many times I have sat before the monitor and keyboard, that needs to seriously be cleaned, and experienced that miserable and daunting writer's blank.  All that transpires in those moments is adjusting to the glare and reflection of the monitor on my glasses and dealing with a foggy brain. 

Folks, I know you're OK with this momentary writer's block.  I'm OK with it too.  I just really want to think deeply and revisit my blogging roots.  Why is it that I signed up in the first place?  I so know it is your choice to read my words and no one is forcing you to partake, that is unless I've personally asked you to include me in your favorites.  I want to make sure that I'm staying true to who I am and creating posts that give you a peek as I share the happenings in my life.  

With that being said... one of my lovely goals for this year is to write more.  I am beginning to taste a little nugget of goodness of how that may transpire.  And yes, that is the second time I have used that word thus far- transpire (that now makes three times).  

One of the gals in my Bible study is an English major and a writer.  I asked her recently if she would consider facilitating a writer's group.  I told her I enjoyed writing, wanted some direction, and that I needed to revisit Grammar 101 (since I'm the queen of the dot-dot-dot when I'm unsure how to use a comma or make a transition... ) in which she said she would consider it and get back to me. 

Last week we swapped numbers to set up our first "writer's meeting" and was asked to bring one of my pieces.  To that I chuckled since my "writing" isn't necessarily numerous and I wouldn't consider anything I've written to fit into the category "pieces".  All that I do own is scattered in the homes of my past journals, computer, and my blog entries.  However, I am so excited about this new endeavor and to continue this love for words and expression under the instruction of someone who has been instructed to teach what I desperately want.

I will keep you posted.  And with that I sign off to head to bed to wake up once again ready for a new day.