Changes that began last September with a new house, revisited me on Christmas day with a blank computer, gave me a Valentine when my old car gave out, and two weeks ago came unannounced and for no special reason at all and my television went black.
In case you forgot the first three dozen times I’ve mentioned it … I’m Italian … and we are a people who love roots. I am a nester, a compulsive list maker who doesn’t like sudden changes in her schedule. And for the last seven months, I have not only had to tolerate major changes in my daily routine, I have also had nothing but change in everything.
I left a note last week that my next flash fiction story would post today. Inspired by the sentence contributed from Anne R. Allen, this post will appear at a later date. Why?
Because I changed my mind and decided to switch the order of my posts. Today I am going to ramble on about the blog of it all.
Of late, I am diddling with the pages above my header, refining the links on my side-bar and thinking of adding some new photography … courtesy of my talented photographer/daughter.
Anne, Porter Anderson, and Jane Friedman … just to name three … have discussed the pros and cons of blogging in several posts. To blog or not to blog. Does it help promote your work, establish you as a brand, market you to your target audience?
No disrespect intended, but I honestly don’t think anyone knows the answer.
Why do I blog?
It doesn’t matter that I haven’t got a book to promote (YET), no launches in sight, no book signings in New York so I can give the finger to a few I left behind.
What matters is what I told Anne R. Allen one week in comments.
I blog because I love it … love it as much as I love crafting stories or selling vintage china, or making pretty things. I love it because I get to talk to perfectly wonderful people and because a few of them love what I say.
Because if you truly don’t love it … no matter how much advice you get about marketing or branding your name … it will show.
And if you don’t love to blog … then for your own sake …
Do what you love …
The key to success in anything is to do what you love.
What I love is talking and writing. I love reading, music, classic films, public television, crafts … and talking and writing.
I also love Brooklyn, Manhattan and most of the rest of the five boroughs of New York City.
While gremlins ran a muck in my little cottage, I began a shop on Etsy.com. (That page is also out for repairs.) I fretted that I didn’t know how to use the camera and take good photographs. No talented daughter to save me this time.
I worried that nothing I made or the beautiful things I had collected would sell.
In short, I was expecting to be pelted with tomatoes and drummed out of Etsy-world forever.
To my shock, the darn thing is working.
Oh, fine: here’s one of my creations.
This is a thirty-year-old hat box I restored and then decoupaged. I had nine hat boxes and after restoration, several of them were covered in vintage fabric that I had also saved for decades.
I am so border-line hoarder.
I don’t think I’ll make enough to buy any luxury automobiles or plan a whirl-wind vacation … but … but … it is working and I am loving it.
I started this month thinking I had no posts for April and May. Then I found myself with twelve great writing prompts. (You can see a complete list of my prompts on the revised page when it’s finished.)
And after a dozen private emails from my wonderful readers, I realized I had the makings for four wonderful blog features.
Share the love with me and tune in every Wednesday. You will either be treated to one of my features, or one of my ramblings.
It matters not, because when combined, these things I do and the novels I love to craft, are the total of who I am, what I love and why I show up most Wednesdays.
What do you love and how has that influenced your writing?