My writing has slowed down a bit as my lifestyle has changed a bit for the summer. I have less time for online and I’m awfully distracted by this new house. It needs a lot of decorating so I’m trying to keep up. I also usually wait until late Saturday night to write this post. And today, Saturday afternoon, I felt a touch of my writing mojo and thought I’d go for it. A little less introspective and a lot more fun to write. Maybe I should keep it up.
Today’s (Optional) Writing Prompt: Do you have a secret blogging life? Are you connected to your “real life” friends and family through social media? How does that affect your writing?
Here we go…
I have a secret. I’m a blogger and nobody knows it. Except all of you. Reading this. Right now.
But how did you find me? You’re probably a blogger, or a friend of mine, or we know each other through some sort of social media channels. And maybe, just maybe, I have a few lurkers out there. I love thinking about those people.
Here, though, in my new neighborhood, in a new city and state, nobody knows me. My neighbors know my first name and that’s pretty much it. I supposed they could have looked up the deed to the house and found out my last name and googled me and seen me all over the internet. Or maybe they saw me on TV (doubtful).
So I’m Fadra. I work from home. I do some writing. And that’s pretty much been the extent of the conversations with my neighbors. I say hi and chat and know that a lot of them are teachers. Probably not tweeting about that during the day. I know they drink wine. That’s a plus. And perhaps I’ll get to know them better over the summer. And my secrets will slowly come out.
I’m a blogger. I write about everything in my life. I’ll probably write about my house, this town, our yards, the neighborhood. I might even mention a cryptic “my neighbor” in passing in one of my stories.
But until that time and discovery comes, I’m happy having a bit of anonymity. I’m Fadra. Private citizen. Not a Facebook friend. I’m just the next door neighbor who is home at odd times and seem to wear her hair in a strange variety of ways. Maybe I’m creating a mystique. Or maybe people don’t even notice. I don’t want to make anyone nervous with my social media so for now, I’m happy to have my secret double life. And just to be safe, I don’t think I’ll be writing anything about the neighbors.