"You have to let people see what you wrote. It will never be perfect, but perfect is overrated. Perfect is boring on live TV".
Obviously, I have been letting people read my writing. Duh, I'm blogging and then I post my link to Facebook, then I stalk people to make sure they are reading it. So what am I so super nervous about? The WRITING CONTEST.
I'm going to enter 3 this summer. Every year I read the winner in a magazine, and think, I could write just as well at this person. I have a funny, or important, or emotional story to tell. Without fail, every year I talk myself out of it. I get nervous, like I'm totally sweating right now, and I talk myself out of it. I tell myself that I'm just some novice. That what I write is of vague importance. That I'm super boring, but have this super ego who thinks she's funny and witty and clever. And before I know what hit me, I talk myself out of entering.
Not this time. I started this blog for a reason. I love to write. I have always loved to write. So I took a chance and started this blog. I have some great readers and HOPE to build this blog into a book or a job.
So I'm taking a chance and I want YOU all to help. I'm going to post below, in a different font, my first entry. It's a blogging contest for Real Simple Magazine, and it can only be 300 words. From my previous rambling you know this was a HUGE challenge for me. The theme is someone you are surprised to be friends with. The person I picked may surprise you because we have known each other for years. Our friendship however, our closeness, is something just a few years old. I'm surprised because it developed with such ease and it feels like it's always been this way.
So please read, and then please CRITIQUE. Seriously, the good, bad and the ugly! I'm counting on you guys. Otherwise I'm just going to talk myself out of it, and continue to hide behind my blog.
Happy Blogging,
Megan
A life without Krysten?
I wouldn't make it.
In a life filled with challenges and doubt. She surprised me with a friendship that erased all doubt.
She is younger, but wiser.
She has faith that I cannot measure.
She made me a believer; in myself, in motherhood, and in friendship.
She was my game changer! She set my idea of motherhood ablaze.
We bonded over poopy diapers, creative ways to occupy a toddler (Oreos), and Grey's Anatomy.
When I had lost myself. Drowning in self doubt. Isolated by motherhood. She said, You don't have to love it. You just have to love your baby.
We recently had the most amazing conversation via text message. At 11 o'clock at night. While I was co-sleeping with my one year old. I have no idea what she was doing, other than cracking me up.
I can call her, anytime, just to complain. She listens, lets me get it all out, and then reminds me I could have quints.
She has never judged me or the kind of mother I am. Which is so refreshing. In a world driven by expert parenting books and "know it all" Mommas, it's nice to have someone on my side.
What 3 things would I bring on a deserted isle? Big Sunglasses, Starbucks, Krysten. She would bring her Nook, Vodka, and peanut M&Ms. It would be that simple.
She didn't bat an eye when I needed her most. Has anyone dropped everything for you? It took one call, one question, one prayer. All answered.
She has influenced the most important part of my life by being the type of friend most claim to be.
Krysten is exactly who she says she is, no more, no less.
And that is no surprise.
