I miss blogging. I won’t lie.
Blogging allows me to be creative when all other energy is put into the actual work part of writing: editing. But when I’m not writing a novel, I just STOP. It’s not that I don’t want to be writing, but all my energy is into this other task. Editing and writing (for me) do not mesh well.
Of course, writing and editing are two very different things. A writer is not an editor and an editor is not a writer. I can not wear both hats on the same project. But as with all first works yet-to-be-published, I must.
I’m an editor at the moment, so all writing has gone out the window. This includes blogging, because writing and blogging ARE the same thing.
I miss blogging–I have so many words I need to get down. I want to talk about my little sister (who’s actually a real grown-up and travelling BY HERSELF in Europe), I want to talk about gay main characters (because it began as a twitter comment and became something so much more), I want to talk about Charlie & Cub (the children’s series … Read more.