Erg I am so sorry if you take the time out of our day to read about my life and have noticed I have gone missing for over half a year. My bad. all I can say is ergg work. Ergg babies. They are my only excuses, that and a massive lack of motivation. I think I am a good writer I just wish I could find something i’m more inclined to write about. There’s only so much parenting stuff you can keep on at (not that I am bored of having a child far from it, shes a little bum hole sometimes but definitely not boring).
I am more than my child I just cant remember what defines me as a person, why am I interesting, maybe i’m not interesting, i’m not really sure. I need to write things that make me a better writer but I don’t know what that is. Not that I am particularly asking for people to tell me what to write, that would be lazy and cheaty. I need to write about things that I know about and that people enjoy, but doesn’t everyone blogging? I don’t know, what does anyone do when they want to write but are in a writing slump.
I like writing about traveling but reliving it months afterwards is a bit of a nightmare and I find it makes me sound boring. I don’t really enjoy writing about parenting, I mean who am I to tell you what to do, I don’t even know what i’m doing myself. I enjoy writing fiction but how does that go with a blog?? maybe I could write short stories? and other things, I could use my nurse knowledge to help people, but then everything is googleable anyway.
Well this is kind of me saying i’m back, expect a lot of random post until I can get my bearing on whatever the hell I am going to do next. The only thing i’m sure about is that I will be continuing work on my NaNoWriMo from last November (on dear) and attempting a go at some short stories that hopefully wont be shit.
If you read this and you fancy helping a lady out, stick a random sentence or word in the comments, I can use them as starting points for short stories! I will just crack on regardless and keep writing nonsense because I actually enjoy it.
Honest this wasn’t a rant, i’m not a ranter (I don’t think I am).