November is a big month for writers — you’ve probably read about NaBloPoMo, which kicked off yesterday. I will be alternating writing posts here on my Catholic blog and on my more secular blog, mother of nine9.
I have been been writing on all sorts of different topics lately but I want to concentrate on all my untold kid and mummy stories this month. This means I will be prodding my kid’s memories. Joining over a thousand other writers will be a lot of fun!
About 18 months ago, when I closeted myself in a room to sit down and write, I froze. I considered writing to be a solitary craft but looking at a blank screen or talking into thin air was a sterile exercise in futility for me. I could not translate the same creative energy that I experienced telling a story verbally to the keyboard. My intuitive, imaginative side stayed buried and my logical intellect wrote boring drivel.
Then I started to blog and people started to comment on my writing. They liked my stories. I was shocked. These new online friends helped me gain confidence which in turn helped my writing. The most influential mentor was and still is Isabel. Early on I read that bloggers are supportive and unselfishly helpful, rejoicing in each others success and offering free guidance . Well, I discovered that this statement is true.