So, as the title suggests, I have a confession to make.
After a few story rejections and with a lack of quality time, I haven't been writing much recently. I haven't really felt like it, if I am honest. I have wondered whether to jack it in altogether. A week ago I decided to create my own little controlled experiment. I set up a whole new identity, email, twitter account, blog, the works. I started blogging "in my own voice", writing about random every day things. Within a day this blog had 10 followers and the first post had 10 comments on it. In under a week, the Twitter account had 97 followers. NINETY SEVEN. I couldn't believe it.
Anyway I didn't edit my posts on there. I just wrote what I was thinking in a post each day. The blog followers grew to 16 in under a week. The only trouble is, I signed up to it thinking that I would be able to not get attached... but people were so nice. We got talking. I felt like a big fat liar. I knew I couldn't keep it up.
What I have learnt is, that perhaps my writing can make people laugh, and be interesting to a wider audience, if I sometimes just write about life itself. In all honesty, it was a thrill to get so many followers for my new persona in so little time.
Just now, I made sure I was following everyone who had followed my new account. I then deleted my whole new creation. If you were following me and know which account I am referring to, I am really sorry for feeling the need to do this anonymously. I feel like I have deceived people, and I don't like that feeling.
However, as much as I feel guilty for doing this whole "experiment" now, I also feel like I have much more confidence in my writing. I want to thank everyone who follows me and who has read this because it's all of you that made me decide to get everything back in one place. I don't really have enough time to manage more than one "me".
Goodbye "mumfulltime" you taught me a lot.
I hope that everyone who reads this will be able to forgive me for feeling the need to find my voice.
x x x