What am I doing?

So here I am, blogging random thoughts. Why? Quite honestly, I’m not entirely sure. Maybe because I consider this a baby step to the real challenge I’ve given myself.
All my life I’ve been a avid reader. Some may refer to reading as a hobby, for me, it’s an obsession. I devour books the way some people devour their favorite foods.
Several months ago I was introduced to an Indie Author and thus to the Indie world. I’ve immersed myself in this great community. I joined Street Teams, made friends with some great authors, read ARC (Advanced Reader Copy) of books before they were released and have even Beta read books. Recently I was thrilled to see my name in the acknowledgments of a book I had beta read for an author. Being the typical book geek I am, I took a picture and posted it on Facebook for all to see. Then “it” happened. My wonderful mother threw out a challenge. She challenged me to write a book!
Now I’ve never been much of a writer but this was my MOTHER! She’s not going to be around forever and I owe it to her, not to mention myself, to try. She may be the only person to ever read it, but I want to give this to her. Only one problem, I have no clue where to start.
I have much support among my author friends. But starting a story seems to be my sticking point. So, after reading many of my brother’s posts on his blog, Ben Wonders, I decided the best way to start was to just write. So here I am.
Putting my thoughts down, then hitting the publish button, now that’s some scary stuff. But it’s a start. I’m hoping this baby step shall get my creative juices flowing. I’m not looking to be a best selling author. I would just like to fulfill this one request for the woman who has been my rock. It may not be a simple request but I’m determined to do this. Even if most days I ask myself, “what am I doing”?

The Power of Speech

Wow. Sometimes it’s the little things we take for granted. A touch, a hug, a smile, the spoken word. Until that day you no longer have that ability.
Laryngitis. Once again I am felled by this nasty viral nuisance. The doctor told me today “absolutely NO talking”. What? Really? How do I communicate? Though I’m partially deaf, I never learned sign language. Writing is cumbersome. Texting? At least my kids appreciate that.
Interesting how much more you listen when not being able to speak. So I’ll take the next couple of days to listen and reflect.

In the Gutter

Every day I awaken with the best of intentions, today my brain to mouth filter shall not fail me. Unfortunately for me, it generally doesn’t take long for me to figure out that today isn’t my lucky day.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not spouting off rude comments and generally making others feel like crap. Quite the opposite. As my family and friends would tell you, if my mind isn’t directly in the gutter, it’s only a step or two away. Needless to say, even the most innocent of comments can cause intense giggles. I try, really I do, but for whatever reason, my brain instantly “goes there” even when I don’t want it to.
I’ve embraced this facet of myself and realize that I am much luckier than some. My days are filled with laughter, smiles and many funny stories. So if you are like I am, stop making excuses. Embrace your gutter dwelling mind. The world would be much duller without us!