Archive for July, 2011
Don’t get me wrong. I love my job. Well, most of the time, anyway. Deadlines can be pesky, plus there are days when it takes me hours and hours to write sheer crap that I know I’ll just end up deleting. But how can I complain a about a career that can be described like this:
Author: person who gets paid to stay home in her pajamas and make stuff up.
As a spacey, day-dreamy type of person with a tendency toward — some may even say gift for — sloth, I’d say this is as good of a career fit as I could hope to find. But here’s the thing: I hardly ever get to work in my pajamas! You see, I’ve got two kids, and my other, primary job description goes something like this:
Mother: person who gets up and dressed early so she can feed, nurture, guide, supervise, and drive her children.
Yeah, I know I’m forgettting stuff, but this is a blog post, and I’m supposed to be able to write it fast. The point is (don’t ever start a sentence with “The point is,” not even in a blog post) that the getting-dressed requirements of motherhood (not to mention the driving requirements) mean that I miss out on the pajamas benefit of a writing career. I drive my kids to school. I drive my kids to camp. I drive my kids to Starbucks, Albertson’s, Michael’s craft stores, their friends’ houses and so many other places where real clothing is not optional.
I hardly ever get to write in my pajamas. I feel so deprived.
But! Now I am on vacation, which means I can work in my pajamas all day! Hooray!
Wait? Why am I working on vacation? Never mind. I love my job.
Welcome to my blog! I am glad you stopped by and want you to know that this will not, not, NOT be anything like my previous attempts at blogging. Like, say, Stupid Blog Name, where my friend Michael Grant got together a bunch of authors and editors and bloggers to talk about writing and publishing. It was a great crowd, we attracted some dedicated followers, the blog posts were smart and snappy (at least we thought so), and, and … wait! Were we supposed to keep contributing? Like after the first few months, after the initial excitement had faded? Whoops.
Next I created my own author blog. I can’t find it. I can’t even remember what it was called, though I think the subtitle was “the official blog of author Carol Snow.” (Why, yes, I AM good with words!)
A year ago I tried a new direction and created a blog called Foods I Can’t Pronounce. After three time-consuming posts, guess how many followers I attracted? ZERO! Okay, truth: I thought I should get a bunch of posts up before for making any official announcement … but I never got a bunch of posts up. It was fun to design, though. It took me like an hour to find the perfect background image.
So here we are again. Well – here I am again, anyway. Blogging. For real this time. You know what’s going to keep me to a schedule? Having a schedule. Here it is:
MONDAY: Song of the week
TUESDAY: If it’s Tuesday, this must be …
FRIDAY: Chow, Bella
SATURDAY: My Life in Words
Does that make sense? No, of course not. But if you check back now and then, I promise it will.