I had a post written last night. But then my cat was chasing one of those bouncy balls you get in the 10 cent vending machines, and it bounced under the desk, he went after it, and then BAM. He pulled out the cord to my computer. Everything shut down.
"Slick!!!!" I yelled. He just looked at me innocently (or as innocent as a black cat with green-yellow eyes can look), so I grabbed his bouncy ball and threw it down the hallway, and he bounded after it. I was too tired to boot up my computer again and I prayed that blogger had saved my post. It didn't.
Post for today. Why I love blogging.
I'll be the first to admit that I'm always behind on the latest trends. Some of those are for self-imposed reasons. I don't ever want a MySpace or Facebook account because, well, they're too "busy" with all those graphics and music and pictures and I don't like the format of the pages, plus I already have enough time wasters that I don't need to add more. I also don't have an iPod and have no desire to have one. That may change in the future, though.
But blogging is a trend that I wholeheartedly endorse. The support and sense of community is just, well, awesome. And as a writer, I appreciate it immensely.
Case in point. The comments on Saturday's post helped me more than you could possibly know. Just to know that other writers experience the same thing makes me breathe a sigh of relief that I'm not alone. I love how writers support each other, how we encourage and understand one another. I know professional jealousy exists, but for the most part, since I've been in this writing business (quite a long time now), I've seen the positive side of things. Writing is such a solitary endeavor and is so personal that we need to reach out to others to keep on going.
So. Bottom line, I love to blog because it's introduced me to a whole new community of like-minded people, and the support we give each other is incredible.
I also happened to be working on the novel when Slick pulled out the plug, so I hope it all got saved. I just kept on writing last night and started to enjoy the process more. In fact, at one point, I wrote a paragraph in the middle of the chapter that went something like, "This is crap because you're so worried about the editor in your head so just write like no one is ever going to read it but you!"
Ah, the joys of being a writer. ;-)
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