It’s September 1st and in my Universe that means one thing:
Tonight I start writing for Halloween- and like magic all of those posts start showing up at my Owl Creek Blog in October every single day .
But that also means I won’t be playing on Facebook so much. I’m going to be working on my two blogs- Enduring Bones and Anita’s Owl Creek Bridge.
” They Devil You Say! “
It’s true.
To my friends in FB Land:
Sorry I won’t be around to fill up your news feed with talking cats and other Jackassery.
I mean I love to do that on so many levels, but it’s time to do what I actually have a gift for:
I write.
To The ” Baby Monster ” in me who started to write when she was 9 years old and is that little voice in my head that has kept my love of writing alive and my focus on writing for over 40 years no matter what was going on in the world, who, in some pretty vivid nightmares, threatens to poke me in the eye with a fork because I missed ‘story time AGAIN’… all I can say to her is.,,,
Honey! I’m home!
Nine Years Old And This Person Knew She Was A Writer. We should all be so sure of ourselves.
I think I may follow your example and lessen my Facebook presence as well. My problem is not so much the time wasting element as it is dealing with the crazy makers. And though my newsfeed is often filled with silly posts, I always like your jackassery. You make me laugh.
Jackassery? (writing that one down). Hehehehehehe.
When I was a kid and did something spectacularly dumb my Dad would say” one,day I’d be infamous for my” Jackassery” I’d agree and then he’d try to put me on restiction. But that meant I’d be around a lot, so it never stuck. The Jackassery DID
Your gift for writing is a gift to all of us.
Jane, that is so sweet. Thank you.