Ressurrection and IWSG

Happy first blogging anniversary Mina Lobo!  To celebrate this milestone, Goth Mom Mina at Some Dark Romantic is hosting her first blog party called Resurrection Blogfest! 
(Don't fret, IWSG post is just a few paragraphs below....)

The idea behind this blogfest is to highlight a post during your first year of  blogging. There's also a bunch of prizes and stuff, but I'm not posting for prizes. And as much as I love this chica, when Mina announced the details of her blogfest, I though to myself, Oh, hell no. No way am I resurrecting one of my crappy ass, have-no-idea-what-the-hell-I'm-writing about posts. These old posts should be lucky to still be live on my blog. You have no idea how tempted I've been to delete the crap out of my first few months of blogging. Problem is, I've only been blogging for about 9 months and if I start deleting now, I'd end up with nothing but yesterdays post, a cartoon. But I'm lucky to have awesome readers that leave equally awesome comments to the point that I just can't delete the post. But, fate has it that I did eventually find a post to use. It was the third post I had ever written. EVER. It's about Flamenco dancing and men's buns. :P

Needless to say, I didn't know much about blogging, (not that I know a whole lot more now, mind you) and I was brand spanking new to the writing community. And I may or may not have passed out from extreme anxiety after hitting the publish button. * collapses to the floor *


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Flamenco Dancing is to a Man's Buns as Water is to a Cup of Tea – HOT*

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So as you can see it wasn't easy for me to find a post for this blogfest and the reason for that is simple-I'm an insecure writer. 

BANG!   ̿'\̵͇̿̿\з=(•̪●)=ε/̵͇̿̿/'̿'̿ ̿   BANG! 

vvv Segue to my IWSG Post vvv

My latest insecurity this month stems from not being taken seriously as an aspiring writer thanks to beloved friends/family members. How can I be successful if the people closest to me don't take me seriously?

This is one of many examples:

"Can you watch the kids for me for just an hour?"
"What for?"
Cringing internally because I know where this is leading, "Because I'd like to get some writing done."
"Oh, right. Your book..." insert condescending tone and eye roll for good measure here.

Yes! That's right, I'm STILL writing my book. And no, I still haven't gotten it published, no I don't have an agent and yes, there is a great chance this book will never see the light of day or generate a single dime. But can't you just love and support me anyway?


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On a happier note, at least the US elections are finally over. (: