You can find blogs out here in the blogosphere about being a writer and about personal struggles and journeys, and I’ve found one I love. It’s Mary Campbell’s wonderfully named Writer’s Butt Does Not Apply To Me.
Her “About” statement is this: “I’m a wife and mother living part of my dream. Now I’m hoping to live all of it. Come. Join me in my quest to be published and thin. Leave a comment and tell me about you and your dreams. Let’s live them together!” It’s followed by a photo of her backside labeled: “This is the butt of which I speak.” I’m a sucker for good grammar, so you know I loved that.
I also have a writer’s butt, not to put too fine a point on it, so I felt an instant kinship with Mary, as soon as I saw her sidebar.
She has book reviews and writing tips and she speaks honestly about her triumphs and obstacles. Reading her blog is like having coffee with a friend. A friend who writes. A friend who gets it.
I think it was fantasy N. R. Williams who put me onto Ms. Campbell, so here’s a shout-out for Nancy’s great blog, too. Nancy is a dynamo, who always has time to be kind.
I’m telling you, kids: People who say the internet is faceless don’t spend enough time on it. How about pen pals? Is a pen pal friendship faceless and unreal? Anybody seen 85 CHARING CROSS ROAD?
WRITING PROMPT: Write a through line (story arc) of an internet friendship that never goes face-to-face.