My 100th Post Celebration

Almost two years ago, I decided to begin a blog and I immediately declared it would be a random assemblage of whatever I felt like writing about when I felt like writing.  The result?  A random blog with a small following.  What happens is that I’ll pick up followers who think my blog is about…whatever, but then I write about somethingelse two days later. Weeks could go by before I even mention whatever again, or I might just move on to thatotherthing. I understand this is frustrating to people searching a specific theme, but my theme is following my whim of what to write about, so loyalty is harder to come by.  Honestly, I know if I focused on one thing I’d gain a larger following, but I wouldn’t have nearly as much fun as I do just being myself, which is really the whole reason I started doing this anyway.

I just glanced over my posts from the beginning and am proud of my well-roundedness.  I began with my reasons for not having children and moved into my support of adoption and my loathing of human trafficking;  I admitted my inability to ever be perfect, voiced my frustration of being a teacher, reflected on two mission trips, and wrote a week-long series about my dogs;  I posted odds and ends of stories and poems (old and new), including book teasers, and shared my reactions to 9/11, the Sandy Hook shooting, and the Boston Marathon bombing; and I more recently shared my deepest feelings in moving on from the teaching profession.  So there is no theme.  The theme is a chronicle of my life as only I can tell it.  I enjoy my blog in a way no one else ever will, and that’s ok, because I write it mostly for myself.  I love it when people stop in to read, but I’ll keep on writing it just the same even if nobody else ever takes another glimpse.  It is my therapy.

Now, just as Pinocchio dreamed of being a real boy, my book Memoirs of an Ordinary Girl: The Middle-ish Ages is now a real book.  I couldn’t think of anything better to help celebrate my 100th blog post.  It’s still an ebook on Amazon, but now it’s also available in print through CreateSpace and Amazon.  I will be able to hold my baby as soon as it arrives in the mail.

If you think you might also want to hold my baby, but you’re just not sure of the risk in paying for it, check it out for free on kindle this Labor Day weekend at this kindle site.

If you do read it, let me know what you think.  I’m working on the sequel now.