Several weeks ago, I announced a “contest”- as a “pay it forward” from the generosity that I had received from one of my favorite bloggers, Bottledworder, in which she posted something I wrote about her blog on January 5, 2013. I was particularly honored because I value Bottledworder’s writing, and so when she took my comments seriously and posted them for all her followers to see, I felt validated as a writer. Continue reading
I’ve been feeling very fortunate lately for a variety of reasons. Maybe the word is blessed. Not that everything in my life is rosy. There is definitely room for lots of improvement. What I’m referring to is a certain sense of calm and peace of mind and acceptance that I don’t think I had when I was younger. Continue reading
Many of us bloggers read other blogs that are out there in cyberspace. Some of these blogs are written by friends or acquaintances of ours, and others are written by total strangers – blogs we just come across, or “stumble upon” to use a social media buzzword. Continue reading
I have some thoughts inside me that need to be released or “unbottled.” These are thoughts tangential to my usual topic of being a grandmother – a “bubby” in Yiddish. Since I am a grandmother who writes, I find the theme of “writing about writing” to be quite intriguing. Recently, I read a brilliant post by one talented writer/blogger of that topic on her site. I agree with her premise, and I’d like to express my own bottled thoughts (soon to be unbottled) regarding her post.
In her essay, Ms. Bottledworder posits that writers are different in their sensitivities and insecurities from other professionals or tradesmen. For example, when a writer writes an essay, he throws his whole self into the process. Whether or not he writes about himself, he is allowing himself – his voice if you will – to be out there, to be vulnerable to others. Continue reading