Update

Well, it's certainly been a while, hasn't it? Of course, I don't even know how many people, if any at all, read this, so there is probably no one keeping track. I'm still doing my weekly poetry prompts, but lately my writing has been seeming to me to be... I don't really know what the word is. Not as good as I would like. It's been a while since I've written a poem I'm proud of, that I really like.
My fiction kind of bounces around. I still haven't really hit my writing stride. I basically just write until I get stuck on everything I'm working on, then I just stop. I don't know what to do next. Do I edit? Do I try to work on something new? I did manage to eke out a short, short horror story inspired by my friend Anita. She really liked it. It's the first horror I've ever attempted. I think I'm going to submit it. I had another idea pop into my head, and I wrote out as much as I could before writer's block forced me to stop.
Some writers say that there is no writer's block, you just have to keep writing. Just push through it. Yeah, that doesn't work for me. I can't write something that isn't there. And I'm not just going to write random stuff, even if it is just a rough draft. So, I'm just not writing much right now. My muse has abandoned me. He needs to be replaced. I used to write two pages a day, five days a week with no problem. Three pages a day five days a week was a little harder. Four pages a day ground everything to a halt. I have so many little blurbs of a dialogue, or little scences, that are all homeless. I'm having a hard time building homes for them. Boo.

Greetings and Salutations

So, you've stumbled onto my blog. Welcome. Make yourself comfortable. Take a look around. I'm Monica, and it's nice to meet you. I'm a writer. Well, I try to be. And this blog will revolve around my writing life.
What do I write? Fiction and poems. I try to write across genres, even if it's just a snippet of dialogue. I purge a lot of emotions and darkness out of me onto paper. Sometimes it's amusing. Sometimes, the story is so tough for me to write that it gives me a headache. I'll post some poems and clips of my stories. I'm going to enter various writing competitions, and I'll keep you posted on those outcomes. I also plan on posting book reviews.
I have yet to stumble into a writing regimen. I know that I just need to park my bum in the chair and just write until my writing takes shape, but I start to watch Penn and Teller on YouTube, then the next thing I know I'm off doing something completely. The same thing happens when I look something up on Wikipedia. I start off looking up miscarriages or depression, or even a type of food - next thing I know, I'm up to my neck in the Black Death.
But I'm rambling off. It happens. You have to learn to get used to that with me, or you're going to get dizzy and fall down.
The reason I write is that one other person. When you listen to musicians talk about how music has influenced them, they always say that when times get tough, they would escape into music. I escaped into books. I have been to so many different places and I've been so many different people. My books have gotten me through some dark times. I can't identify with the screaming of heavy metal, or the street lyrics of rap, but I know how Lizzy Bennett was discriminated against for being poorer than Miss Bingley, and I've had people remind me of that fact. I want to be that for someone else. I want to write something that someone else can escape into. And if I can reach that one person, that's what matters.
Besides, if I don't get these stories out, my head my just explode.
So, now that you're here, I hope you stick around for a while. I'll do my best to entertain you and keep you coming back.

Yours,
Monica