When I first started this, 
I really wasn’t thinking it was going to be a blog. It’s a website, but somehow it turned into a blog. That’s very ironic because I go around most of the time figuring no one really wants to hear whatever rambling, crazy thought has just crossed my mind.
At my first Blue Ridge Mountains Christian Writers Conference, I attended a workshop by Cecil Murphey. He started the class by asking, “Why are you a writer?” He was very serious about it too, and he waited for people to answer him. I froze. The only thing I could think was that I like to write, but I figured he was going for something more meaningful than that. It turns out most people are writers because they have something to say. Mr. Murphy emphatically announced to the entire packed room that if we didn’t have something to say, we might as well just leave his workshop. If I hadn’t been sitting in the front row, I would’ve crawled out with my head down. The truth is I never really feel like I have much to say, and yet here I am.
Perhaps the better question for me is not whether or not I have something to say, but rather why have I been so silent? Maybe it’s not that I don’t think I have anything to share that would be interesting, but that I’m scared. I don’t want people to think I’m stupid or annoying or whatever, so I stand back and don’t offend or encourage.
I have some friends who write incredible blogs. They’re smart, and funny, and they challenge me. I can’t help but wonder how many other people out there have things to say, but instead they’re quiet.
What do you think about blogging? If you were to write a blog, what would you write about?
(Feel free to use the comments section to share some thoughts, and yes, I know it’s not quite set up correctly. I’m working on that.)
Makes me proud to know this girl. love her and her family so much. THANKS MARYBETH. LOVE YOU.
You are precious!