I don’t have it, writer’s block I mean, but my writing sort of wanders all over the place. One Roof Publishing is where I write about everything, and most would tell you to NOT do that. Focus. Write. Get it right. Do it regularly. Make it work. SEO it to death. I could paper my home office with all the printouts I have from other people’s blogs about writing. My library of writing books would (red alert cliche on the way!) choke a horse. I’m a serious contender for Writing Student of the Month. What I lack is confidence and the will to work hard at publication. It’s too easy to slip into negative mode:
I’ll never get published.
I’m tired of rejection.
There’s too much competition.
NOBODY LIKES ME!
Okay, that last is just plain exasperation. So, I’m an indie author with one desktop published book of poetry I keep a deep dark secret, four books published through Xlibris, my Vander Meer Books website, and this confetti blog. So I write. I Tweet but rarely, post on Facebook, share posts on other platforms, but I can’t even tell you what they are. So I’m doing all the right things, but perhaps not in the right ways.
So this post is my “task for today” in the 2015 October Platform Challenge facilitated by Writer’s Digest senior content editor Robert Lee Brewer. See, the thing is, this is YESTERDAY’S task, and that sort of explains why I don’t get things done and published; tomorrow is always a better day.
Happy Writing!
Fall is absolutely, positively my favorite time of year. I love the brisk chill of a windy day, the tumble of leaves from the trees, colors so stunning they bring tears to my eyes, and the amazing aromas of green chile roasting and cornbread baking in the oven.
w of anyone who does this any more, at least not in the way my mom and grandmother did. I suppose I enjoyed it as much for the family time it provided as for the food carefully put away for use during the cold winter months.
n anything you can get in the store. One thing I did not inherit from my family tree – either side – was a green thumb. My dad and grandmother could pitch seed in the ground, hardly give it a second’s thought all through the summer, and end up with enough for us an plenty to share. My last attempt at a garden provided a lot of bounty… for the rabbits and dee
r. Too much work for very little reward.
recrows – and I admit it – a few silk sunflowers – brighten our day and say Happy Fall every time we come home. The apples are real. This is the largest production in five years or more. All our summer rain certainly helped. The flowers I think of as a curtsy to the season. They’re hanging on, but barely. The waving grass behind the house is turning a burnished gold. Collectively these images warm my heart and make me smile. What more can a person want?
There were a number of nonprofits at the People’s Faire as well. One particular upcoming event caught my eye. On Sept. 27 from 12 noon to 4:30 p.m. the 
