Blogging makes me feel good. That’s it.
It feels good to get my thoughts out of me and arranged on a page.
It feels good to fully flesh out an opinion I have about something important. (Mass Incarceration)
It feels good to write down the things I know I won’t remember later, even the little things, to transport me back in time. (Like the time I met James Van Der Beek.)
It feels good to write out details about Wee One’s family that she’ll have after I’ve forgotten or if (God forbid) I leave her before I can tell her. (Great-Great-Grandfather)
It feels good to do different writing exercises, like gonzo-style fiction or silly lists.
It feels good to write about my toddler idiosyncrasies. (Toddler Struggles)
And was my favorite writer C. S. Lewis said, I write to know I am not alone. I am not alone as the mother of a toddler, as someone who has moved across the country and rebuilt her life, as someone with an abusive father.
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Other blogs I started, but don’t really keep up with anymore:
Mixing Chicory: http://mixingchicory.wordpress.com/ . A virtual lab to explore the causes and consequences of poverty and the social structures that perpetuate it. This was an important research area for me.
Nerd Flowering: http://nerdflowering.wordpress.com/ . To indulge in and celebrate my nerdier loves (especially Doctor Who).
Exceptional Mundane: http://exceptionalmundane.blogspot.com . Untold stories of beauty from people on the street.