Why I Am Blogging

The license plate on the back of my car is the title of my blog-site.  And odd choice you might think.   My daughter, grown up and full of wonderful concepts and a creative marketing genius, picked this out and gave it to me as a present when I moved from Connecticut to California, nearly ten years ago.  I have embraced it, as I thought it described me well – but I didn’t know the half of it- or maybe I should say I only knew half of it.

I didn’t realized that people would be confused, read it another way.   At lunch with my “ lunch buddies”, the other day, several asked me why my license plate said “Ritsy Gal” to which I replied I thought it meant “Artsy Gal.”  Oh they said and upon thinking for a minute or two, indicated that they thought that both ways suited me.  I thought that was quite a compliment.  I am artsy, ask them.  As to being ritzy, that is something more attributed to me, than something I think that I am.  You will have to keep reading, to determine.

The next question that might be asked upon encountering my blog, is why am I blogging?  The answer may become clear to you, as you follow me, if you so choose, but one answer is: Last week, two things happened that pushed this into being. The first was a Passover food rant that jumped into my head as I listened to numbers of my friends talking about matzo alternatives. I wrote the rant and mailed it to as many friends as I could pile into one e-mail Then, on reading More Magazine, I noted a contest asking for submissions on the topic of "What Makes You Beautiful," sat down and wrote a mid-length piece in response. Noting that they only wanted 1,500 characters including the spaces, I was forced to severely cut the piece to make the submission. I loved all my words and wanted to share them.

Just yesterday, More Magazine sent me this link.  Now you can see the short version and vote for me, maybe I will win the $1,000 but, whatever happens I am patting myself on the back for entering. 

Also, in answering the “why blog” question, the second part refers back to my daughter, my severest critic, who gave me a web-site to use to share my art and my poetry and other creations. 

They say in your first blog, that you should talk about who you are.  The answer is complex, you don’t get to your 80^th decade without the answer being complex.

     Changing direction is the best way to describe the journey that has been my life.  You would be bored if I listed all the paths I have taken in an attempt to figure out who I am going to be when I grow up, some of them will come out as I continue to post on this blog site.  Sticking my foot in the water, sometimes up to the knee, or above, but never fully immersing myself  into any one thing, has created the quirky individual I am today.  I am more a Jackson Pollack than a Rothko (maze of lines twisting around versus single color studies).  A close friend and writing buddy shared with me that she believes this is the path I have been searching and it is time to jump in all the way.

     My plan, such as it is, for this blog is to share with you, all of my journeys, past, present and future. 

   One way to give you a small insight is to share a poem, written thanks to a wonderful writing facilitator.  Read it and enjoy, and please stay tuned for all I wish to share.

 

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