Welcome!

Anne Lamott , quite simply, one of my favorite authors, has shared a lot about the process of writing and ‘shitty first drafts.’ I’ve read most of her work, and every now and then she’ll make my day and post a new gem on Facebook.

“Perfectionism is the voice of the oppressor, the enemy of the people.  It will keep you cramped and insane your whole life, and it is the main obstacle between you and a shitty first draft.”  Anne Lamott

 

See why I love her?

Her words are profound, and I find myself reading them in quiet awe and astonishment.  I immediately share her pieces on Facebook… because… Facebook! Where else to over-share and divulge oneself?

All of this to say, I’m starting a blog. So far? It is in the ‘shitty first stages’, and written in longhand on the remains of an old lined notebook that probably belonged to one of my kids in high school.

I want to write about the people who have brought me more happiness than anyone could possibly have rights to.  I’ll also write about some of my life’s events – Those times, (oh, those times!), where decisions were made which were life-altering,  and not always in a  good way, but, for the most part made with the very best of intentions.

Someone near and dear to my heart once said,  “Vision is 20/20 when you look through the retrospectoscope.” True dat. The ‘woulda, coulda, shouldas’ will always be there, but fortunately, and sometimes annoyingly, apparently, I have a tendency toward channeling Pollyanna, and I try to see the glass as half full.

Per Wikipedia: ‘Pollyanna is a popular term for someone with the same very optimistic outlook (as Pollyanna). Also, the subconscious bias towards the positive is often described as the ‘Pollyanna Principle.’

(Aside:  ‘Pollyanna’ was the very first movie I ever saw, aged about three-ish..)

This blog won’t be morose, despite the narrating of some tricky of the trickiest times.  Nor will it unfairly depict people, occasions or events.  Y’all who might be feeling a teensie weensie prick of anxiety? It’s all good. No person will be harmed in the writing of this blog. So… yay?  We good?  I will be mindful of my language, (which tends toward the foul), because one of my kids said she would “show it to her own child when she got older,”  and lord knows I don’t want her, or *any* child for that matter, thinking,  “My god! Grammy had a nasty way with words!”

“One of the gifts of being a writer is that it gives you an excuse to do things, to go places and explore. Another is that writing motivates you to look closely at life, at life as it lurches by and tramps around.”   Anne Lamott

……’Life as it lurches by and tramps around..”  The woman is genius!