I'm not sure blogging is something I really want to do but I'll give it a try. Actually writing like this makes me very nervous. It's like spilling milk in front of a clean freak. Too late the milk is spilled and you can't hide it, you just have to wait and see if the freak is in a good mood while you try to clean up the mess.

My thoughts change so often that I'm not sure it's a good idea to be writing random ones down for other people to read. The problem is I love the freedom of self expression I just don't want to have to commit to every fleeting opinion I have. It's kind of exhilirating to get stuff out of your system and show the world who you truly are but sometimes that backfires especially when there are big misunderstandings. Should I care what others think? I think I probably should since I'm selling my work and making a living from some of the things I write. One bad blog could ruin my career.

On my third paragraph and things aren't going to bad. I haven't written anything over the top personal which is always an issue for me. Sometimes I really do want to get it all out but ultimately I don't care to share my personal life with everyone, it's quite a dilemma for me. I love sharing myself and I love my privacy. I guess it's the balance, the healthy boundaries issue, where do I draw the line between my world and yours.

I am a writer. I've crossed the line on that issue. I do live in a writer's world where I actually become physically ill if I don't write. For me the fulfillment is in novel writing. I usually have to be alone to write so at times I can get quite lonely. It's a choosen state, I have to say because being a little lonely is alot less frustrating than being bummed out from lack of writing. Besides, I have my animal buddies around me almost all the time. Oh yes, and then there is my husband. I couldn't do what I do without his love and support. It's true. I fully recommend that every writer find someone to love and support them, it does wonders for the craft.

So I've become a little bit personal but I think I'm still safe. I'm trying to reach out to other writer's or anyone that likes literature of any sort. I'd like to join a writer's group but it seems like such a hassle, especially in the winter when the roads are icy and the tempartures actually hurt. I'd like to know how other artists live day by day, how they cope with the business of publishing which is a real challenge for me, how they advertise their work, how they maintain some sense of integrity when others don't fully understand. I've been known to silently struggle with problems and I'm mostly just sick of it. Being a writer is a dream job but it's also really hard sometimes especially if there aren't enough royalty checks to buy that treadmill you so desparately need to ward off that potentially fat ass writer's get from sitting all day.

Well, there it is, a blog by Jennifer MacDonald. That wasn't so bad . . .