Firstly I would like to say Thank You to everyone who has taken the time to stop by my infant blog. It is lovely out here in the light! I appreciate every hit, like, follow and comment so much. I have spent a fair amount of time looking around WordPress this weekend, getting used to how it all works and discovering such wonderful blogs and bloggers. I can hardly believe just how large this website is. In 2012 1 in 6 websites were powered by WordPress, 60 million in all, with around 100,000 being added every day! 330 million visitors a month who viewed an outstanding 3.4 billion page views and it has only grown since then! Incredible statistics. I feel like an ant among 60 million giants!
I am extremely excited about this new venture into writing. I have been having lucid dreams about blogging; placing a notepad and pencil on the nightstand has been my best move! I don’t want to forget the good ideas but I am really trying to forget some quite bizarre ones that got lodged in my mind. I dreamt of a short Zombie story where all the worlds dead have risen from their graves, sentient zombies who want a life back as well as snacking on the living. The world is in chaos but nowhere more so than America, only here are the zombies getting serious. There is an abundance of past presidents, senators, civil servants, so so many lawyers and more loyal soldiers than you can shake a stick at! They want to do things constitutionally! Long dead presidents sharing The White House, making flesh and brains a legal delicacy, moving their cattle stock on to reservations and beginning to farm them before we literally die out. Then I realised a few things..
1. I have no idea how the American government works so how could I write about it realistically! Modern studies was a long time ago. I may have a good few American internet buddies, who I incidentally was talking to before I fell asleep, which must be why my mind didn’t place the apocalypse at home!
2. It has probably been done before! There’s very little left unimagined and unwritten in this particular genre.
3. I haven’t written anything for 25 years. I do not have the comedic, satirical, truly horrific or even basic skills to carry off this kind of thing!
4. My head is bursting with meaningful thoughts and memories from my life that I have kept to myself for said 25 years, I’ve an obligation to myself to make them a priority. Any creative fiction short stories at the moment would be distracting.
5. My imagination has started to work again! Now that’s a surprise!
Unfortunately just how to go about accomplishing a blogged memoir feels beyond me. Handling all these memories feels out of my grasp. There are so many of them, what order do I write them in, how do I structure this long-term story? Do I go with a straight narrative from childhood to adulthood, do I jump around my timeline, should I talk about the significance to my adult self as I state the happenings from my past or do I leave it at the child’s perspective and talk about my adult life later on? So many options!
Then there’s trying to make sense out of memories, little glimpses, random snippets of places and faces I don’t recognise. Things that feel important to me that I just can’t place. Overheard conversations that don’t make sense, most likely things I was never meant to hear or see, three generations of women who loved to gossip and a child seen but not heard. If only our brains had a system of storing memories like a Facebook Timeline! Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we had brains like hard drives where could simply chose a date and bring up the memories related to that day. I have such a great number of memories, gently floating balloons of random information that I need to tie down, to tether into my timeline before some drift away for good.
I spent 3 hours on the phone to my Grandad with a long list of questions. We haven’t talked that much in such a long time. We haven’t talked that long about the past ever! I’ve always known he had been in a nasty accident but never asked any particulars, oh maybe I shouldn’t have asked about that, ghastly mental images! It was great to gain some context, perspective and have things, I’d had tangled up, straightened out for me. He was too reluctant to talk about some things, a very real worry of ending up with his head on a chopping block. I was able to tie in so many balloons anyway, a lot of information to process.
Until I have a plan, a reasonable idea of what I want to do and how I want to do it, I think it would be informative and hopefully interesting to present to you my cast of characters. A series of blogs introducing the people in my life from the past and present. I hope it will establish a familiarity with those individuals who are such important parts of my life and memories and along the way you will get to know more about myself and my family history.
(my daughter created the image of the floating balloons . I asked her to proof-read for me and she sent me back the image to go along with my blog. She’s a good egg!)