This is my answer to Impromptu promptlings Sandbox writing challenge, “What are they hearing about me?”
They will hear that I am done with the daily prompt’s.
When I started blogging I only wrote about smoking and about how I felt, after I had kicked the addiction to the curb, because it was very important to me.
I never thought that I would write about me or my life, mainly because I don’t think that I am that interesting. It’s like going to the bookstore and grabbing a biography from someone you have never heard of. Chances are you will put the book right back in the shelf and you will continue to look for are more interesting one, preferably from a person you have actually heard about.
That was pretty much my thinking, “Why would strangers want to know more about me?” So, I kept it pretty vague.
I found the daily prompts a few months after I started blogging and I was fascinated by it. Every morning there was a prompt, a new challenging question that we all answered. I enjoyed reading what others had to say, as much as I enjoyed writing about it.
That is not the case anymore. The enjoyment is long gone. It’s no fun to answer the same questions over and over, even though the daily prompt is indeed a good fishing ground for more readers and followers.
But then, I am not a writer; I don’t even pretend to be one. I am a story teller, like in the old days, when they went from village to village and sat down by the fire and they were telling stories, about what they had witnessed and what they had seen.
I think the prompts helped me to understand that about myself. Although, I realized that some people actually were interested in my life, they listened to what I had to share and came back for more.
What started out as therapy when I quit smoking, became a hobby of mine, I started to share more about my childhood and the wonderful woman who raised me. Many posts are about my Grandmother and her wisdom, other posts are about my childhood on a farm between Austria and Italy.
I was hiding behind the prompts, because I thought I wouldn’t find enough interesting “stuff” to write about. The daily prompt was my permission slip for writing…if that makes any sense.
Prompts are a valuable exercise, but it’s like going on a treadmill every day; there will come a day when you step off that damn thing and you start running on your own.
Maybe they are just a stepping stone, when we don’t really know what we want to write about and a great tool to reach a greater audience.
It was a big help and got me started and now the flood gates are open and there is no holding me back. Thank you daily prompt…well done~!
I have so much on my mind, that I would like to share, so I think I will have a different writing concept from now on and I will not longer depend on old or new prompts. I have a concept on my mind and it looks like I have it (almost) figured out.
Healthy-Monday – because I have a chronic disease, an autoimmune disorder, and I learned so much during the last year, when I decided to take care of myself without any medications.
Book and travel Tuesday – I have seen the word, I have read and translated so many books, many of them aren’t well known in the U.S. so I would like to share some good reads on my blog.
Anecdote Wednesday – because life writes the most amusing and interesting stories.
Coming to America Thursday – because I am a first generation love-immigrant and I would like to share more about how I felt, 30 years ago when I came here.
News and political Friday – because I just can’t help it, they make me write about it.
Smoking Saturday – because there is still so much to say about the addiction and the tobacco industry.
Humorous Sunday – because we just can’t laugh enough and life writes the funniest stories.
I think that’s what you might hear about me and…some other rumors. 🙂