Opening Post- Here Goes

 I know, I know, you're thinking to yourself, "Yay goody, another wannabe writer's blog."

  I'm supposed to be making myself write more because I'm such a procrastinator, and what do I do?  Start another blog.  Sure, it can be a time waster, but I figure at least I'm writing something, right?

Over the years I've amassed a trove of bits and pieces, things that I want to give life to one day in hopes they'll become something worthy of being published.  Somewhere.  Anywhere.  I had one flash piece published in a lesser-known lit mag a few years ago and I've submitted another to a couple of other journals, but I've yet to get anything published "for real".

I remember telling myself just before turning fifty that I'd get something published by the time I hit the big 50.  Riiight.  Flash forward about a decade and, well...

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  1. JoanneApril 29, 2021 at 4:52 AM

    hey - what is time. Welcome to the club. Any time you start is the right time. Now work toward the finish line. And edit, edit, edit. Good luck!

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    1. presstfortimeApril 30, 2021 at 2:48 AM

      Thank you, Joanne, and thanks for taking the time to stop by!

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  2. MarthaMay 2, 2021 at 6:17 AM

    Hi, welcome to the land of blogs. As the saying goes 'Time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time.' I certainly agree with that. Glad to have you join us. Enjoy!

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    1. presstfortimeMay 4, 2021 at 2:09 AM

      Well I have to say- I like that quote. Thanks Martha, and thanks for stopping by.

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  3. Mary KirklandMay 2, 2021 at 10:41 AM

    I as published on Yahoo Contributor Network before it closed so I did what I set out to do. Now I just write on my blog. Good luck to you.

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    1. presstfortimeMay 4, 2021 at 2:13 AM

      Thanks Mary. I'd never even heard of Yahoo Contributor Network. At least blog writing is writing, right?

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  4. Debra She Who SeeksMay 2, 2021 at 10:50 AM

    Well, you DID have that flash fiction piece published before you turned 50, so that goal has been accomplished, right? Give yourself some credit!

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    1. presstfortimeMay 4, 2021 at 2:15 AM

      Thanks for the spark of positivity, Debra! I need to make myself get to work cleaning up some other pieces now.

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