the belated 2006 narcissistic blog post retrospective...
When I look over the archives of this blog, I see a lot of things. Some things I like, some I don't. Some that could have been better, and some that just didn't work. This little blog is a hobby for me. I like to write. That's my hobby. I've never been paid one cent for what I write, and I don't suspect I ever will be. I just write what I do out of the enjoyment I get from it. Sometimes I write things that move even myself. I think it's ok to admit that. Because, really, sometimes I don't even know where what I've written comes from. The dark recesses of my brain are often a mystery to me. There are a few things that I've enjoyed writing over the past year or so, that I'd like to point out to you in this post. I've added "categories" to my blog template, to make this endeavor easier for both myself, and my loyal readers (all five of you, including my mom. Hi Mom!).
First, most recently, I wrote a series called Taking Flight. I enjoyed writing this because I had recently finished reading a book by George McDonald, for the third or fourth time, called At the Back of the North Wind. After reading the book, I was obsessed with the other possible story lines contained in the book that McDonald didn't cover. The one I was most obsessed with, and I suppose the one I most identified with, was the reaction of the father in the story. I've labeled these posts diamond, because that was the name of the child in McDonald's story, and in the story I wrote, that had passed away. How we deal with pain and anguish of this sort has always interested me for some reason, though I would never wish that sort of experience on myself, or anyone else. Click HERE to see the whole 'diamond' series again, if you like. Remember to read from the bottom post, to the top post. I'd organize them differently if I could, but I'm too lazy for that this afternoon.
Second, and quite some time ago this past year, I wrote a series while I was out of town, called Listen. I enjoyed writing this as well. I suppose I enjoyed it because it took my mind off the fact that I was away from my family, and my children. I think I also enjoyed it because I tend to focus on things that seem out of place. In the story, I had a conversation with a small bit of nature in a big noisy urban center. It was also on this series that I received one of the most wonderful comments and endorsements ever. Fellow blogger Peefer, who's writing I respect greatly, said he really liked the piece. When writers who I respect as much as Peefer say they think my writing is good, I am usually awestruck for days. Peefer even went so far as to point people to the posts from his blog, Peefers Home. Click HERE to see the Listen series again, if you like. Again, remember to read from the bottom to the top.
I intend to keep on writing this coming year, even if, as all the polls say, the age of the blog is coming to a close. I don't care. This has always just been a place for me to engage in my little hobby, and see if anyone else likes what I write, or not. I look forward to continuing my less than regular posts into the unforeseeable future. I hope some of you stay with me for the ride.
