Small Victories (Personal Goals)

I’m writing this on my iPad as an experiment using BlogTouch, so bear with me.

Random picture.

I don’t think I’d blog from here every day, but it might work on-the-go. Finding pictures is harder unless I take my own, and typing is slow, but there I go. 

And I can’t change the title without losing everything. Weird.

My 1000th Blog Post (Blogging)

Time to celebrate!
This blog has hit a milestone I didn't ever think I would hit -- my thousandth post! How does one celebrate 1000 blog posts? By writing a blog post!

Origins
I started the blog a little over three years ago with the aim of developing an author's social media presence. Its secondary purpose was, however, to warm up my mind for a day of writing. Thus, writing in the blog became an almost daily event. 

Content
The content of the blog echoes the header above: "A blog about being a writer, believing it, honing it, living it." As a theme, this has afforded me a bit of flexibility, and I have written about my writing, my struggles with writing, writing tools I've discovered, and occasionally examples of my writing. 

Most writers don't write in their blogs daily. I'm pretty sure this makes me an overachiever. 

Changes in the Blog
The blog hasn't changed much in the past 1000 posts. At first, I didn't post every day. Occasionally, I whined about my lack of progress; those posts have been deleted. 

I recently began formatting posts with headers to make the blog more friendly to readers. I hope this has helped readers find meaning in the blog.

Beyond 1000
I'm not sure what's in store for the blog over the next couple of years. I have thought of moving it to a weekly blog and focusing on writing tools and the like, but there are many blogs that already do this. I want this blog to be accessible to writers and people who like writing, so I will probably continue with the daily posting and the variety of posts I make. This has the added bonus of making the blog more fun to write.

Here's to 1000 more blog posts!

Christmas and the Days After

It's Christmas day, and I'm sitting in the Great Hall at Starved Rock State Park, in front of the fireplace. My husband just snapped a picture of the fireplace and some Christmas decor for us:

Despite my fretting, it has been a good Christmas. I knew pretty much what I was getting before Christmas, because that's how Richard and I do our shopping. He managed to surprise me with the chocolate in the stocking (given that I'm eating responsibly again, the chocolate should lasr me a long time.

Once Christmas is over, I'm going to need to strategize. January and February are hard for me, particularly because the weather is so bleak and the celebrations are over. I'm more prone to depression at this time. I will have to find things to celebrate and time to celebrate them until springtime comes with its sun.

But in the meantime, Wingless Dreamer wants a headshot of me so they can publish one of my poems. That's a positive.

Short Essay: Through the Years

“Through the years, we all will be together

if the Fates allow – “

I have spent Christmas surrounded by family, sitting in Santa’s lap as a young child. I have spent Christmas stirring gravy for the Friends of Christmas holiday meal for those alone or suffering. I have spent Christmas musing about some fellow I’d developed a crush on. I’ve spent Christmas estranged from family. I’ve spent Christmas sleeping on a friend’s couch. I’ve spent Christmas admitted to a private psychiatric treatment program. I have spent Christmas caroling with Mormons, sitting in silence with Quakers, performing at Lessons and Carols with Episcopalians, holding a Yule ritual on my own. I have spent Christmas trying to convince my mother she wasn’t dying and years later watching her on her deathbed. I’ve spent Christmas being snubbed by a boyfriend’s family. I have spent Christmas holding my breath on a perfectly still Christmas evening among the lights of a community park, realizing that every Christmas holds a mystery for the heart to solve.