What Happens When You Don't Post

I was haphazard in posting over the past month and now I have no comments.  I could use all sorts of salacious words to entice readers back to this site.  Or I could write something that people really would enjoy reading. 

My best bet is to beg for readership, and send out notices telling people that I have posted.  I could go to other people's sites and post comments there.  See, writing really does spur the mind to think beyond it's boundaries.  I've already had two new thoughts about how to drive readership.  I'm sure that as I sit here looking at all this blank space to fill, I will become either incredibly inspired or amazingly overwhelmed by the lack of creativity.  I will just plow through, typing whatever vacuous or lucid thoughts may creep across my brain.

Do you think you need to read to inspire your personal writing?  I know of some authors (novice ones) who refuse to read the work of others so they won't be able, to subconsciously or not, copy.  I read less and less each year.  When I was in school I read only the minimum, unless I really liked the subject, author or class.  And I mean really, really liked.  After undergraduate, I read for pleasure.  I read as many English Empire novels as I could get my hands on.  I have a degree in business, so it's not too startling that I wanted to submerge myself in a world so very different, and without modern commerce, than the one I worked and lived in.  I particularly loved Anthony Trollope.  You  must read, He Knew He Was Right, that is if you like English Empire novels.  I also read Stephen King like a devotee and Dean R. Koontz, neither of whom I enjoy these days.  It think it's their writing and not my sensibilities, but who knows the real truth.  Now I have books at my bedside that go unread for months and months.  I'm reading a fictionalized (though the author would have you believe otherwise) historical account of the sinking and then treasure hunting of a paddle steamboat from the California Gold Rush.  It's very interesting, and I like the parts that go back to 1849 and tell about the trip, the sinking, the saving, and the continuing of life.  I'm not so excited about the modern parts that talk about the people who eventually find the millions of dollars of lost gold.  But I have to read through it all for the book to make any sense, which is why it sits at my bedside.  I've taken it to Mexico, to the hairdresser and to Jiffy Lube.  Do you think that if it was a really good book that I would have already finished it?  Maybe I should just let go.

Letting go is a huge, huge problem for me.  I don't know when to just walk away.  I hope to learn this in my fifth decade of life.  That is if I can survive without having a nervous breakdown before then.

So, I will end this post of that note.  How will Sue let go?

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[Laurie]

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