Welcome to my blog.

Have you ever had the problem of ideas for stories rolling around in your head, you sit down to write them out, and they refuse to express themselves? That’s the problem I tend to have. The ideas sound almost brilliant as they form themselves in my mind, I write fabulous lines in my head, or seemingly so, grab paper and pen, or sit at the computer keyboard, and nothing. They are as fleeting as time itself. I suspect, however, this is common amongst writers.

I can’t say writing was my first love. That distinction belongs to art, which had me with my first crayon. With art, I always felt at home. I’d dabbled with writing from time to time, and it has taken time for me to feel the same for writing as with art. Finding the right turn of phrase, playing with language to see what it can do, provides that same feeling of home as art always did. Perhaps it’s the creative process that has me enamored. It’s difficult to say.

A few years ago I worked for a nonprofit, and had the fun task of writing copy for the auction items for the annual fundraising event. This was where those creative juices really started to flow. It came at the moment the Development Director gave me carte blanche, no restrictions. It was incredibly fun to let my imagination go.

I was very fortunate in my job there in that I was also able to edit almost every document we had, and our grant application. I absolutely loved when the Development Director would give me an application and ask me to edit. She’d give me her responses to each question, which were invariably 1500 words long yet needed to be 500 words. It was a fun exercise in learning how to be concise, which can be difficult to do while not changing meaning. It took some serious wordsmithing at times. So much FUN.

A couple of ideas for books have been rolling around in my mind in recent years, and I’ve taken notes of some ideas that caught my fancy at the time. Hopefully a brilliant line or two will make it onto a page. Of course, now that I’m saying it here on this page, it almost requires me to write at least one book. Maybe it’s the push I need.

Honestly, when I sat down to write this blog, I thought it would be about my job hunt, but apparently my fingers had other ideas. However, since I’ve chosen to call this thing mind musings, it could go in many different directions, and there’s something more than a little fabulous about that.

If you like meandering with a purpose, you will hopefully like my writing. I’ve never worked well with outlines, they disrupt the creative process, making me feel like a sputtering car. Life never follows a straight line, at least mine never has, and it very rarely comes in black and white. There are so many colors, shades, and tones to explore it makes most anything far more interesting. Oh, and coloring inside the lines was always difficult too.