Why I am writing a blog, instead of a book.

So, I've been been encouraged to write a book by some friends and family. Rather than write an entire book I've decided to start this blog. I'll fill it with short stories, poetry, my art journey, lots of confetti (*throws handfuls of confetti into the air*), random thoughts and bubble wrap. It's much easier than finding anyone who would publish my insane thoughts. 

Let's be honest, everyone who can string a few sentences together, thinks that they can write a book. Unfortunately for me, I currently have too many distractions in my life that keep me from being able to write a book. Although I'm sure I could muster up a wonderful coloring book with a little imagination.



I live in a house with a 6 year old, a 4 month old, an overgrown man child and our dog. So between all that and the endless amount of laundry that I swear reproduces in the bottom of the closet, I am forced to keep my rants, to small outbursts. Which I will write, between making art, babies and sandwiches. Don't you dare judge me I love art, babies and sandwiches! Although I could probably piece this whole thing together down the road, kinda like those patchwork quilts, made from your old nostalgic band t-shirts, that are available on Etsy. In the end this blog will probably just be some drawings my 6 year old drew of our family, (that look like ransom notes),some incriminating evidence that I'm mentally unwell,, and a list of things that piss me off. Well, at least you'll get a good laugh


So to those of you who wanted me to write a book I guess you will have to settle for this. It could be worse, you could reading a phone book. Seriously, before the internet, people were forced to use those things in the old days. I know, because apparently I am as old as a dinosaur, (so says my 6 year old) but that is a story for another day.

Everyone has to start somewhere. So I'll start here. Let's see where this goes...

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