Friday, July 23, 2010

Mirth Finding

So, God bless Some Guy, right? I mean, his exhaustive list of blurbs about the people on his blogroll was really wonderful. It brought back memories of a golden age, when blogging was new and exciting.

When I started blogging, it was scary. I had a really tough job where outrageous things would happen to me but if I talked about it to anyone in a format that could be traced back to me, I'd be toast. But I needed to write and I wanted it public. So, I started this blog and called it "Prone to Whimsy" so that I would remember that this is a place for the fun, silly, random stuff that crosses my mind and capture the small moments in my life that reverberated meaning. Things that floated into my day, dipped down and rested in my hands, then floated away again.

But something happened...maybe Facebook, which is so much more instantly gratifying. It allowed me to flit in and out without leaving much substance behind. I still feel kind of cheap when I reduce one of the meaningful moments in my life to a status update.

But back to this blog. I've always wanted my writing to be personal here. I wanted you to know me. I wanted to share the little things in my life, the marvelously mundane. The tag I use to categorize that kind of thing is "A Day in the Life of Flannery" and the last time I used it was in January. So, that's what, over seven months, right? Seeing Chris' post about me and my blog and reading the comments brought all that back home to me. In particular, my throat caught at this one:

"Flannery is one of those rare bloggers who, after you've read her, you'd run up and hug her on first meet because you just *know* her." - Beth

I was presented with proof that I've done what I set out to do. At least one of the people who reads my blog feels like she knows me. But anyone who has started reading this since Janurary probably wouldn't have the same reaction.

Fortunately, I've had Flash Fiction Friday to keep this blog from going completely defunct. But that's my fiction, not my facts. And while it's become very important to me, I feel a kind of loss for the other stuff.

Frankly, I've been resistant to sharing too much here. As you may know, my husband is going through a rough patch. Well, we both are. And I've circled the wagons, closed ranks. I've had to. What do I share here? How do I sort out my own head? How do I find the whimsy again amidst all this strife and angst. It's easier to just let it sit while I play Bubble Pop Party Island and shut out the world.

Well, I'm back, baby. I'm raising the windows and getting a little air in here. I'm shaking off the dust cloths and refilling the larders.

In short, I'm bringing whimsy back.

So thank you, Some Guy and Beth, for turning on the lights.

8 comments:

  1. Well said. I'm always hesitant about the personal blogging although of course, I don't mind extreme judgement when it comes to anyone else! :-)

    I remember when we used to do those blog interviews and you and I did one. You sent me the loveliest email filled with whimsy and your answers.

    At the time, I was a little taken aback because you made me realize there are indeed warm human beings on the other end of these blog things and not just comment machines. I mean, I knew that, but it really struck me what a genuinely great person you were.

    I'm not so sure any of us ever realizes the impact we might have on others so hats off to you, Doc, Chris and a host of others for such an ongoing great experience.

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  2. It is good to see you sharing your life with us again, and I would certainly give you a hug if I got to meet you.

    Of course I'm a hugger. I hug hobos and sky-caps for crying out loud...

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  3. Sorry about the strife and angst, but I'm tickled to see the whimsy coming back.

    Doc

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  4. Glad to have you back, girl. I think blogging is something we need to do. :)

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