To blog or not to blog…that is my problem…and not the kind of problem I am used to having. I suppose if I am to be honest, the real problem is that I simply don’t know how to blog. It’s not that I don’t have something to say. It’s just that I don’t know to whom I am saying it. Besides, I’m a pretty private person and somehow blogging seems a bit like having a stranger read my diary, if I had a diary, which I don’t.
But what I do have is an adventure to share, a story to tell, a story of a story, if you have a little time to spare. And who knows, you just may find that you want to join me on my adventure to…I have no idea, but I would sure love some company…Actually, I could use a little help.
If you are reading this from my website, you already know that Frances Willey Beebe and I co-wrote a children’s book, Ruth Ann and the Green Blowster. What you probably don’t know is that Frances Willey Beebe was my grandmother, a grandmother I never met, who died 16 years before I was born.
So, how did we come to write our book together? The answer will have to wait until I blog again…