Trivial

It isn't that there aren't things I want to say. It's just I keep having trouble on how to say them. 

And then I procrastinate, and procrastinate some more. So it never gets put down into writing. And the lull on this blog continues to fester. 

There's also my indecision on what to do about my Wordpress blog. I do love that blog still, and it holds great sentimental value since it had its beginnings in a birthday gift that was given to me by my husband very early on in our marriage. 

Sigh. 

But... the ads. 

The ads ruin it. 

Anyway, back to THIS blog, I still can't figure out when something is significant enough to warrant a blog post honestly. 

I do just want to write. 

But I want it to NOT be boring or uneventful but my life feels rife with ordinary things. 

I've an ex-colleague or two or more who have published books. Who carry out successful freelance careers. Who have admirable hobbies and accolades and every other thing that I don't. 

I feel small and I wonder if having a voice to say things matters since... what could I possibly say that would be worthwhile? 

Anyway, the editing mentorship program that I'm in is going along fine for now. I'm trying to work on my assignment, which involves a significant amount of reading. But I'm looking forward to the writing bit. Even if it is just for a report. 

Would you hang about to read these reports of my life, dear Reader? I miss talking to you. But I regret to say that I've not anything wonderful to offer. 

Is the normal stuff enough to keep you here? What is normal anyway?