I think part of what writers like about blogs is that we can take a break from those things we’re supposed to be writing and confabulate, commune, and converse about things that are on our minds. What did we do before the blog? We journaled. Few were privy to the copious pages of prattle, and, after reading some of the blogs out there in the sphere, I often think it should have stayed that way. But, be that as it may, most of us take to the proverbial airways fairly often. According to my Webmaster I don’t do it often enough.
I use this blog to write about writing. But I also write about things I find interesting or concerning. I’ll write about things I find fascinating and occasionally about subjects I’d rather not have to address.
Believe it or not, writing takes lots of research, at least for me. The children’s book aspect of my career, though juvenile in approach, takes research far and beyond what most would anticipate. When you write a poem about vultures you’d better know something about them, and for me, once I begin the research it’s difficult to stop. I’m insatiable in my quest for information whether I ultimately use it or not. But I think that’s key to writing something believable. Knowledge about a subject goes deeper than fact, it speaks to instinct, reasoning, passion, and caring. I do the research then I try to explain it out loud to someone else. This gives me a clue into the gaps in my facts. Once I can explain a subject matter to someone and actually make him or her care about what I’m saying then I know I have it right. And then I can write a book for children in a way that they will understand.
In one of my recent writing classes we had to write a piece using as few words as possible. Obviously this isn’t that assignment. I’ve taken four paragraphs to travel from blogs to vultures… how does this happen?