I called my mom today to ask for advice on writing for real people. Meaning people that don't know me and already like me like the ones from my blog. At least I hope they like me...
I had already been given some very good advice when faced with the seemingly overwhelming task of just writing a damn blog in the first place by my friend at The Foggiest Idea:
"Thirty years ago my older brother, who was ten years old at the time, was trying to get a report on birds written that he'd had three months to write [it] was due the next day. We were out at our family cabin in Bolinas, and he was at the kitchen table close to tears, surrounded by binder paper and pencils and unopened books on birds, immobilized by the hugeness of the task ahead. Then my father sat down beside him, put his arm around my brother's shoulder, and said, 'Bird by bird, buddy. Just take it bird by bird.'" - Anne Lamont
What my mom had to offer was just as valuable. She said:
"You only need to remember two things: 1. You can't say "shit" and 2. if you're going to use the word "God" be sure to use a capital G."
Mother always did know best.
Are you confused by the navigation buttons on the bottom? Yeah, me too. They're backwards and I can't seem to fix them. Sorry!
Did you hear about my adventure last summer?! Click here to start at the very beginning... it's a very good place to start.
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