Wednesday, August 1, 2012
My two true writing rooms are Red Room and Blogger. I have recently learned about Open Salon and have crossposted two blogs there, here—where am I?! It’s interesting when I begin writing. Often, it’s just the page, and me. But there are times when I have my Red Room hat on by way of the blog prompts or some other inspiration. Other times I have my Blogger hat on because it might be where I begin the writing day. I like it best when I don’t have any hat on and I just write, but right now, I have three hats on. I feel timid about joining Open Salon. I’m a stranger in this no man’s land of writers. I posted a short bio and a photo—not of me personally—but of a sculpture within a water fountain from a park in New Orleans. She’s my mask, my muse—she’s beautiful and a part of nature, a reflection of an aspect of myself—the beauty—that I am still learning to embrace.