The End

I recently published my first edited book,  Labor of Love: A Literary Mama Staff Anthology ,  with  Small Harbor Publishing . It's an anthology of writing from  Literary Mama  staff over the past 20 years. It's a beautiful collection and I am proud of the writers and proud to share the book.  It seems a fitting moment, as I pondered sharing about the book here on the blog, to reflect on my life as a blogger, and acknowledge that it is time to officially end this blog.   I started blogging in about 2007, when my baby was learning to toddle, when I was learning how to be a mother and stepmother, when I was just starting to see my way as a writer. I needed it back then. I craved it. I had a variety of blog iterations--family, art, creativity, writing things I delved into. There's a freedom in blogging, a casualness, an easy familiarity that's lacking (for me anyway) in other kinds of writing. I loved blogging and the words came pouring out.  Over the years since then, some
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two blogs

It occurred to me one more reason that untertaking a masters program that requires massive amounts of time and energy reading and writing might not be the best choice.  I have two blogs to keep up with!  And I adore my stepmom community of friends.  If I had an entire workload added on to my life, something would have to give, and it might have to be one or both blogs.  Hmm.  Not sure I like that idea.

Because, see right now, I could be writing a story, editing an essay, or querying a publisher to take on my book.  But instead, I am blogging.  Good writing practice.  But I doubt my writing career will explode onto the world from this simple personal blog or the ramblings of my confined little mind.

What to do, what to do?

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