January's blog: this time this space
timethief
Happy new year! I'm starting it off
with a recommendation for a blog that will bring a
little light into your life: this time this
space.
Blogging goddess timethief tackles the issues,
including
gay rights,
population growth and
poverty in America. She also writes about her
personal struggles with depression and
fibromyalgia. But the ultimate focus of her
intelligent and informative blog is personal
development.
this time this space keeps readers’ interest with
posts on topics ranging from conscious
living to
dreaming to sexuality and many points in between. All
of this information comes in a clean, easy-to-read
package. In fact, the entire production is a
professional affair, with thoroughly researched,
well-written posts. On occasion timethief brings
in knowledgeable guest bloggers to broaden the
scope.
I first came across timethief on BlogCatalog
and my initial
impression still stands: here is a straightforward
woman who writes with kindness and political
acumen, who welcomes newbies with open arms and an
accepting heart. Her blogs – the other is
one cool
site,
which focuses on WordPress tips with many other
useful blogging-related articles tossed into the
mix – are there to help, whether it is by
smoothing the way to open minds or helping us to
create better blogs. Both are
must-reads.
December's blog: Inside Candy
— from Clarity, a poem by Candy Tothill
Candy Tothill of Inside Candy
I am officially jealous. Well, not
exactly jealous, just dumbstruck with admiration.
South African blogger Candy Tothill is a business
owner, a mother to three, and one hell of a writer
(who in her spare time is working on a
book).
Her blog, Inside
Candy, is
an enticing combination of poetry,
rant, and keen observation.
Candy’s writing is evocative. Her poems dance around
sadness and loss as she captures the elusive nature
of a moment or a fleeting thought, the glimpse into
someone else's window, a view into another way of
being. In between the poems, she mixes it up with
critiques on South African politics and thoughts
about life. And while there's a lot of
good stuff on her blog, she's written for
several
publications, too.
So, what are you waiting for? As Candy says, "Be not
afraid. It will only offend readers to whom life
itself is offensive."
The kindness of other bloggers
And if all this weren’t wonderful enough, Ken Armstrong of Ken's Writing Stuff gave me a copy of his recently published play, “The Moon Cut Like a Sickle,” after I correctly answered the question “What lady links ‘Mack the Knife’ with ‘From Russia with Love’"? Even though I cheated and used Google instead of actual knowledge, he was kind enough to send me a copy, all the way from Ireland to the far reaches of the continental U.S. Ken’s blog is a mix of movie reviews and stories, infused with optimism and humor. It's on my Google reader and it should be on yours, too.
Finally, the awards (and if I’ve missed one, I apologize. Please let me know). I am so happy that such a great group of writers and thinkers like what I am doing here. This time I'm passing each award on to another blogger who can do with it what they wish. Of course, the blogs below are only an example of the good stuff out there in the blogosphere and there are many that I read regularly and love that I haven't listed here.

Thank you, Geoffrey and Lidian! I'm passing this one on to Candy of Inside Candy.

Thank you, Lidian and Maitri! I'm passing this one on to Just Bob of the Essence of Bobness.

Thank you Lidian, Maitri, and Dori! I'm passing this one on to Karen of The Pitfalls of Life and Five Little Kids Named Larrow.

Thank you, Candy! I'm passing this one on to Koe at The Half-Life of Linoleum.

Thank you, Maitri! I can't single out any one blog here without feeling like I'm missing someone, so I officially pass this on to any blog on my blogroll.

Thank you, Judy! I am passing this one on to Lydia of Writerquake.
Next post: Is there anything I haven't told you?
From the inside
Part of what unsettled me was the link back to my own words (which I’ve changed to better reflect my feelings). The “why” of writing to survive was initially a rather bleak description of what life was like for me for the first two years of my son’s existence. This was a difficult time with many struggles to maintain eveness. I lost a lot of myself, my marriage changed, and I’d have to say there was some depression tossed into the mix, too, though I was never treated.
So. I love my son. I am lucky to stay home with him. He makes me laugh. We dance and sing and talk and read together. He has also been an impetus for change, a reminder to slow down and enjoy. With him I am able to remake my own childhood, borrowing the good bits and discarding the bad. I am lucky to be able to do this AND write.
Which brings me to my husband, an amazing man who is my biggest supporter. When I need reassuring about my parenting skills, he is quick to soothe. He loves to read my work. He gets take-out when I am tired of cooking. He understands when I use naptime (when naptime happens) to write instead of clean. We are truly a team. I love you, H.
There are nuances to this angst, and as I’ve been writing here and privately, the angst shifts and dissipates. The words have saved me.
This is writing to survive.





