Welcome to my life – now in convenient blog form.
For the most part, my writing life consists of plays and screenplays. I teach workshops, have a regular day job, I’m involved in the local arts scene, I have two kids, a husband, a house, and a dog.
Through the years, angels and friends have asked me why I don’t write a blog, and I’ve always said that I’m too busy. Plus, to be truthful, I’ve been wary of being just another drop in the huge blog ocean. (What if we threw a blog, and nobody came?)
Then last year, my husband was diagnosed with throat cancer, and keeping an online journal at CaringBridge (http://www.caringbridge.org/) throughout his ordeal, the writing about it, getting it all down for friends and family, getting it out of me – it helped save my sanity.
I discovered that I need a space that’s mine-all-mine. I need, as Virginia Woolf says, a room of my own. Facebook is fun, and I’ve made some use of the “notes” blog there. But journaling on Facebook is like plopping down in the middle of a carnival to write. There’s so many distractions, so much to see, so many people to watch.
So, here we are. Here. Just us. This is my room.