Pages From My Diary
I’ve been gone for awhile. The writing process can be a bit solitary for most writers, and sometimes, you just gotta shut down and disappear for awhile in order for the muses to descend. It happens. I don’t deny, however, that I’ve missed you. And in the time I’ve been away, I’ve found there was a lot I’ve been wanting to say.
This new blog series is not at all about my work. It’s not about books I’ve read. It’s not even about movies made from books. This series is about me. I’m going to be vulnerable, I’m going to be open, I’m going to be honest–even to my detriment, as those instances arise. I want you to know me. Because my work is a reflection of who I am. And you can’t possibly understand that without my revealing a bit of myself to you.
My blog began as a place where I could share the many things I love about aesthetic entertainment, but in the time I’ve spent with you, it has become a medium to really connect and give you a piece of the writer, the person I am truly, and not so much the persona that comes with being an author and storyteller. Being an independent author has it’s perks, but I don’t want to pretend. As Sparkle so famously said, I want to give you something you can feel.
So, as always, I invite you to embark on another journey with me. It’ll be fun; didn’t you know I’m a riot?
You can always find my diary entries on the sidebar under “Labels”. Click “Pages From My Diary”, and happy reading.