Coming out of my shell :)

See? I said I'd be back on Monday, and here I am. So the first hurdle, showing up, is down. It can only get easier from here, don't you think?

Now...the big question... What to talk about? How do bloggers find witty, fun conversation topics each and every morning? Are their minds bottomless pits of humor and new topics to discuss? And if they are, how to I cultivate a mind filled with ideas to chat about? Any ideas on that one? Hmm?

All right, I guess I just start talking, right? About me? Well, all right. Eww. I hate talking about me but I guess you've already figured that one out. Yeah, I know you know I'm tongue-tied when it comes to talking about myself. It's not like I'm weird or anything. At least I don't think I'm weird. And I'm not some sort of socially inept idiot, either. I'm pretty well educated and can hold my own at parties. I mean, I don't wear the dip or dance with a lampshade on my head. Well, not often anyway!

Only kidding! I never did dance with a lampshade for a chapeau! That was only a rumor. Get it? A rumor, and an unsubstantiated one at that!

All kidding aside, I'm a (I think) normal adult woman with a day job, friends and family. I live in a nice house, mow my lawn and pay my bills on time. I wave to my neighbors, host barbeques in the summer and an annual Christmas party every December. Really, I'm as normal as they come.

But those neighbors? Not only do they not know I write hot romance stories but they're...uh, not so normal. Not all of them, anyway.

Keeping on track, though...we're here to talk about me, not the neighbors, right? Today anyway. Tomorrow? Who knows...

New Leaf

All right, so I'm trying to turn over a new leaf. I am so bad at blogging (like you haven't noticed that, right?!) but I'm going to really, really try and do better with it. Again. One of those try, try again things, okay?

So...how are you? Because really, I want to know. You, the reader, are what's important to me, the writer. You, and the story. But right there--that confession, that you and the story are the important bits to me--may be the whole reason I'm not so fabulous at this whole blogging deal. Get it? I'm not very good at talking about myself. You? I'm all ears. Talking through my characters? Love it. Talking about me? Ugh. Just ugh.

Huh. Now that I know why I'm bad at blogging maybe I can fix the broken bits. What do you think? Do you think a shy, introverted writer sort can become a bit more outgoing?

We'll see. Together. Because I'll be back. Soon.

Have a nice weekend. See you on Monday.

I promise.