Perhaps the question should be what do I blog about?
I’m a wife, a mum of four, a hairdresser and a writer – not necessarily in that order. Surely I should be able to come up with something. Anything?
I could blog about the trials of motherhood or my disasters in the kitchen – my family would find it highly amusing to share a few of those, I’m sure. Or I could blog about my irrational fear of snails and slugs – there must be an ‘ophobia’ for that, although I don’t know if there is – if someone knows different…?
But I guess what I want to write about most of all is… well, writing.
I’ve been making up stories in my head for as long as I can remember but it wasn’t until four years ago that I decided to write them down. I had one particular story that wouldn’t go away, so one day I flew down the stairs and announced to my family, ‘I’m going to write a book!’.
And what a total load crap it was!
I knew nothing about the art of writing but I set myself a mission to learn everything I possibly could, because if didn’t write my story the darn thing would never shut up! I read, I researched, I joined online writing groups, I tore my hair out at times, but suffice to say I got the writing bug – those who know me might say it became an obsession – but so, so worth it. Last month I got the email that every aspiring writer dreams of, ‘We’d like to offer you a publishing contract’.
OMG, I DID IT!!!