Were is it written...

That was to be the original title of my blog. This was to be a blog for writers like myself who have been writing forever, and as my daughter puts it, doesn't "do anything with it." She's right! If my Mother, in her usual sneaky fashion hadn't made me a birthday present of a word processor, (computers were still "new" and the size of small moving vans!) 3 reams of typing paper and a smug "Now what's your excuse" look 13 years ago, I probably never would have finished the 1st book at all!

As it was, I finished it 6 months before my Mother died, and one of the proudest moments of my life was they day she finished reading it, and liked it! She even quoted certain passages she had particularly liked. No doubt to prove to me had read the whole thing. Now not to say that my Mother was always critical, but having her say she liked it was...well, it just doesn't get any better than that in my world!

I have collaborated with musician friends of mine on several songs that they still sing when they have a gig. Again, there is that 1st second of wonder and pride when you hear words you wrote sung in public, in my case, in front of every freind we knew!

I have always known I have a talent with words. Please, don't let these posts serve as an indication of that talent until I figure out what I'm doing, and get used to the knowledge that someone else is actually going to see this!

And so, let's write! I'll show you mine if you show me yours! Isn't there a line, or a sentance that you've written that you just KNOW is killer, and no one's ever seen it? I got a hundred of 'em! So maybe I'll hear from you.