I was all excited to start a blog because I thought it would be another creative outlet for me. I read a few art blogs- Penelope Dullaghan of illustration Friday and Keri Smith's wish jar journal Mrs. Pom of Pomegranates and Paper, people who inspire me to at least think creatively even when I am not creating many tangible things at present. And Heather of Dooce who makes me laugh in commiseration at the wild ride that is parenting. I often write in a journal, but I really need typing practice so there's that too.
But the odd thing is I feel really weird about doing this. putting myself out there, for what?
I suppose I want to tell some truth, write some funny stuff about life with kids and my truly dear husband, and have a place to post some art should I happen to make any. Or maybe just a photo of an expertly crafted PB&J shaped like a car.
I have stayed up too late and the wee one is crying. sigh. I shall succumb to Creative interupptus.
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