It's September, time for things like apples and grapes, cooler temperatures and, above all, and thank God, time for school! Oh, I was sad when my little M. boarded the bus for the first time. But oh, how I danced a jig when I could sit down with my second cup of tea in delicious, uninterrupted - silence! Well, I danced a mental jig, of course, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to drink that tea.
My book contract has been signed, my manuscript is almost all ready, and now I have to face up to my blog dilemma. Once the book is out, my identity will no longer be hidden. So should I continue the semi-anonymity of this blog - this semi-private log which only a few friends and family know about? Or should I just put my name to it and direct more traffic here? I am tempted to go with the first option as I really enjoy writing without the burden of a known audience. And after all, I can always start a new blog for the book.
I have to say though that I have become the caricature of the writer-type. As the deadline approaches and I am writing frantically, I am always skulking around my home - in my faded t-shirt and yoga pants, running my fingers through my messy hair as I think through an idea, consuming hot tea by the gallon. And, generally, looking a sight. Ah well, what did they say about making sausages? It's the same way with writing. Readers should be very glad they don't see the author during the writing process. It ain't a pretty sight.
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