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Putting Yourself Out There- In Life and In Writing

Hello Reader,

These last couple weeks have been kind of a whirlwind, but I wouldn’t change any of it. I’ve been spending a lot of time with family and friends, doing fun and exciting new things. This past weekend, my boyfriend and I went to the Midsummer Medieval Festival at Castello di Amorosa https://www.castellodiamorosa.com/ in Napa, CA with his parents. We dressed up and everything! Wine, good food, fun costumes, JOUSTING, and I even got a flower from an Imperial Knight 😉. It was a blast and something completely new for me.

Putting myself out there and doing new things isn’t something that comes naturally. As an introvert, I need time to myself, but sometimes this comes with the cost of secluding myself from others. And that’s okay. Recharging is okay. But it makes putting myself out there that much more exciting for me.

This is also true of my writing. I don’t like to share what I write with people because I always feel like it’s not “perfect enough” to have someone read it. This mindset has landed me in a long-term writer’s block. In my last blog post, I gave you some fun prompts to write from. Instead of just dropping these in your lap and walking away, I took my own advice and picked a couple to write from. In the interest of putting myself out there, here’s what came from number 12: “Use this as the first sentence: I watch them together and I know they are linked by an invisible bond that I can barely begin to understand.


I watch them together and I know they are linked by an invisible bond that I can barely begin to understand. They walk hand in hand towards the park. His massive hand covers her small one and I wish I had something that special. She looks up at him, eyes full of wonder, trusting him to teach her all he knows. He looks down and smiles, promising to always be there for her.

I clutch the leash of the massive dog as my eyes start to tear. She looks back and, eyes lit up, comes running over to pet Spot. Her hand is so small and fragile, his so big and protecting. He lays and hand on her shoulder and they turn and walk away from me. He picks up the squealing little girl and runs through the grass. I turn around and walk in the opposite direction, their laughter following me. Why did I have to be infertile?


Did any of the prompts spark something for you? I’d love to read it! Post in the comments or shoot me an email!


Ta for now, reader friends!

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