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Blogging

Why do you blog?

There is something elemental about writing. You start, not knowing how to get your thoughts down. And then you just do it. The fingers tap the keyboard and words fly out of your mind.

The question asked is ‘why do I blog?’

A better question would be, why do I write?

With writing, its like holding a mirror up to yourself and seeing who looks back. There’s something curious about how the words sort themselves out. My own mind tends to drill down to what is real. And somehow, the world starts to make sense again.

To every blogger on WordPress, their journey is unique. But for me to be successful, I’ve just gotta love the simple act of writing.

Do you love writing?

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Hobbies

How do you unwind after a demanding day?

There are many hobbies available for pursuit. If I had more time, I’d indulge in more than I do now.

But, currently, my favourites are gardening, writing, and cross stitch.

With the glorious weather of a Southern spring, the garden is taking up much of my attention.  This morning, I did two hours of wedding and still have loads more to pull out.

Earlier in the year, when we had record-breaking floods, mostly, I was indoors, reading and writing.

And if it’s not suitable to be outside, I like to do hand stitching projects. As a result, I have many half finished projects to complete. So, this is also on my current Task List.

But the hobby I really wish I had time for is playing music. Already, I know some piano, but would love to learn the Recorder.

What hobbies are on your wish list?

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Letting Go

What could you let go of, for the sake of harmony?

Much time has passed since I started Liz’s Everest, here, on WordPress. Before Covid was even a part of our shared history, I had this website.

Letting go, is making a conscious decision about what to hold onto. It’s a conscious decision to decide what to keep.

So the real question, is not what I am letting go, but what I am keeping. As writing has always been a big part of my life, assisting me in my personal growth, since a young child, I am keeping my writing habit. And therefore, this blog.

What else am I keeping?

I’m keeping my love of Nature, by gardening, and working on living in an ecosystem that supports Native animals and Native plants. And I’m keeping my relationships with friends and family, as these people enrich my life, and give me wise counsel, when I need some direction.

What am I letting go of?

Well, procrastination, for a start, so that I have more time to do my gardening and my writing. And so that I have more time to spend with my loved ones.

What are you consciously keeping?

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Bookaholic

What books do you want to read?

There is an old cliche I’d like to use against my better judgement.

So many books, so little time…

My home is littered with many genres, authors, and titles, some read. And many not.

They gather in bookshelves and crowd on tables, some with a bookmark betraying my half finished literary meal.

No particular book is more alluring than the others. My appetite is not fussy.

But also competing with the written word are audio books.

Audio books are my latest way to consume my Beloved texts.

With hands in soapy water, I can wash up while absorbing stories. Or I can knit, make the bed, tidy, drive even…all while relishing the latest best-sellers.

So, there is no solitary book I’d like to read. I want to read them all.

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What do you wish you could do more every day?

The cursor blinked at me. I blinked back.

What would I like to do each day, more than anything? What would I like more of?

To find time to write. That cursor on the screen beckons me to lay down words and structure them into some kind of sense.

Instead, there’s work to pay my bills, and chores. And people. These take up time. One cannot schedule unexpected visitors. I love them dearly, though.

Gardening, cooking, sewing. These are necessary tasks. But they are not writing.

So when I get time for lunch, today at work, I will write. Because that will be my chance.

Just start, for those of you who crave time to follow your passion. Ten Minutes, thirty minutes. Just start.

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Work Sounds

What do you listen to while you work?

My job is a hands job, not a head work career. This means that while I’m creating new plants or doing other labour, my mind is free to roam around the universe,  as it feels fit.

In order to tame and tether my curious mind, I listen to podcasts and audio books.

These audio bites, I download from my local educational radio station and from the library.

At the moment, due to my desire to write better content, I’m targeting memoirs and autobiographies by well known and published Writers. 

All sorts of content grab my attention on my radio station. I love this radio network as there is always something interesting to learn.

Who else loves radio?

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Impatience

What is one word that describes you?

One word that describes me is impatient. I’m a very impatient person, wanting everything done yesterday. Unfortunately,  I am also my own victim to this irrationality.

Why?

I’m not just a Writer and Author.

I love nature and being in my garden. This means I love photographing and drawing nature, and yes, sometimes I even write about nature.

Music is another hobby. I love to play the piano and am teaching myself the Recorder.

Cooking and sewing are other hobbies I dabble in.

There’s so much to do!

No wonder I’m so impatient.

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Cat

What activities do you lose yourself in?

Molly walked into the Art Gallery with her mum.

It was school holiday time, and the Art Gallery had activities for the children to do.

‘I’ll just be inside, looking at art,’ her mum informed her.

Molly started to cry.

‘Don’t leave me, Mummy. Stay with me.’

But her mum was firm.

‘There’s plenty to do here, Molly.’

And left her.

A friendly volunteer came over.

‘Hi. Is your name Molly?’

Tearily,  Molly nodded her head.

‘Your mum told me you like cats.’

‘Yes,’ Molly whispered.

‘Why don’t you sit here at the table and draw me a cat.’

So Molly drew and painted and crayoned.  This was going to be the best cat ever in all of history.

A tap on her shoulder startled her. Looking around, Molly saw her mum with the volunteer.

‘What have you been doing, Molly?’ asked her mum.

‘Drawing the best cat ever.’

Molly held up her picture. She showed her mum the cat.

‘That’s the best picture ever.’

Molly smiled at her mum.

‘Can we come back tomorrow?’ Molly asked.

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Witches

Are you superstitious?

Rebecca painted her face with green face paint. Next, she stuck on the fake warts and combed black dye through her hair.

Finger nails were next. She delicately painted them blood red. Once the nail polish was dry, she bit into a stick of lipstick, leaving red stains on her teeth.

Her little brother would respect her now, she thought. If he thought she was a witch, that is.

Rebecca stepped out into the night. A full moon sailed close to the horizon.  Now was her chance. She would creep up to Joey’s bedroom window and scare him.

A black cat went scurrying across the footpath as she silently padded towards Joey’s window.

She came to her own bedroom first. A rustle in the bushes caused Rebecca to shudder.

Funny, she thought, I didn’t realise Mum left the broom out. It was leaning against her bedroom wall.

A green warty hand with blood red claw like nails reached out and grabbed the broom.

The cat jumped onto the end of the stick.

‘Thanks for minding my vehicle for me,’ an old voice crackled.

And for an instant, Rebecca swore she saw a lady and a cat on a broom, fly past the full moon.