You might notice, I made a few changes to the blog. The new header photograph was taken by my daughter. You’ll see more of her New York images in the coming weeks.
I have given a great deal of thought to the reason I decided to start a blog. First, however, I think it is important I give you the ten reasons why I did not.
1) Not so I can help you with your tense, past or present, makes no sense. Neither can I be of any use what-so-ever when it comes to correct grammar or spelling.
2) Talented and insightful bloggers provide the best tips on the craft of writing, the process of completing a coherent and hopefully interesting and/or entertaining novel, how to write the proper query and tips on making a pitch should you go to a conference and meet agents face to face. This is not my forte.
3) There are literally thousands of writers’ blogs and web pages, thousands and thousands of aspiring, newly published, mid-list or best seller’s list writers, as well as tons of … I can’t find an agent type at one end … to the … Oh my God … I just got a call from an agent type at the other end.
4) I certainly do not have the “skinny” on what’s up with the current trends in genre. How do publishers assess their bottom line, what is coming down the pike and does anyone understand what happened to Joe Konrath?
5) Of course, we all visit so many of the same blogs and web pages every day. Okay, for instance “mes auteurs” do you stop by daily to visit Eric at Pimp My Novel? Can you live without your fix of Chuck Sambuchino, Nathan Bransford, Rachelle Gardner, Janet Reid or Jessica Faust … Pub Rants anyone?
6) Mystery Writing is Murder, Writer Unboxed, Public Query Slush Pile, Romance University and a few dozen more sites will educate, elucidate and illuminate your mind and spirit and also give you great tips for cleaning up that mess you call your MS.
7) You think selling Mary Kay is tough? Try linking to all of these sites and then linking to all of their sites and then to their sites … Pyramid Supreme … Amway Products … here I come! Be mindful not to allow these distractions to squander your “write” time. That is not why I began my blog.
8) I certainly did not decide to begin a blog so I could impress girls I knew in high school. Oh, so sorry. I went to an all-girl high school. How frustrating is that? I don’t know where my best friends are from high school and I pray every night that the boys we flirted with on the 69th Street Bus do not find me.
9) Social networking is a brand new skill. Thanks to my daughter and the other Generation Xer’s who know and love me, I can at least negotiate cyber space without crashing into any unmarked planets. Tweet your way each day on Twitter, put on your best smile for Facebook and learn to find your yahoo or gmail. Lucky me, my daughter installed new icons. Look for Pieces of Me and Mommyvan for two of those spectacular young women raised in The Heights.
10) Most of all, I did not begin a blog so I could give you any deep insights into my troubled childhood, my miserable adolescence or any of my lost dreams and bad dates. My personal life is none of your never mind and like my real age, it’s for me to know and for you to bug off!
If you need any resources or are interested in the daily dialogue of the writer’s community, link to the sites on my side bar.
I gave you ten reasons why I did not. I can at least give you one or two for why I did.
The reason I began the blog is central to why I write: to realize the “dream deferred” and complete the cycle begun a long time ago in another life.
I began the blog because of my enduring love of the word, the sounds and images flowing through my fingers; electricity harnessed at last.
I love popular fiction. It is what I write. I can never get New York out of my blood and it will continue to be where my stories take place.
I am, as I state on my Twitter profile: Full-time writer seeking literary agent. My stories are about NYC women on the edge of discovery, danger and fun.
There is also a great deal of fun to be had here at blog central. Do not take yourself too seriously or try to bite your elbow and never dance in the rain in Southern Florida.
Ce su ches la rufiana?
At the table we
Toast to la famiglia and,