The Dreams of a Transplanted Hillbilly

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I never in a million years thought I would be in this position. Let me introduce myself: My name’s Carol Salisbury and I’m a 40-something living in the western New York area. Batavia, to be exact. My town is centered between Rochester and Buffalo and it’s only a short drive to Darien Lake Theme Park, if anyone else has heard of it. This isn’t my hometown; I transplanted here from West Virginia in 1999. The home of the WVU Mountaineers, though I was partial to the Thundering Herd from Marshall University. Since being here, I’ve grown fond of Syracuse Orange basketball. But I’m not so fond of the winters here. That last cold snap that hit the whole country was brutal. In our neck of the woods, the coldest temperature reached down to five below. Brrr. I thought my bones would freeze. Another thing about New York winters is it seems like they can’t stand me. I mean I always get sneezy and my ears get so messed up; it’s hard for me to hear. I’m sure I aggravate everyone around me with “Huh, what’d you say. Speak up please.” But I digress. My main message is about this blog.

Why am I here? I have been pondering that question for the last few weeks. I let procrastination waylay me from my path. I’ve always had that habit of making plans and those plans petering out – like a balloon deflating and it makes that weird little hissing noise –  within the subsequent days or weeks. I’ve made a new vow to myself. No more. Procrastination:you will never get me to let down my guard again. [SLAP]Take that you nasty marauder of dreams and hopeful thoughts.[BAM] It’s time to take action. Stop perusing all those blog posts that catches your eye and getting sucked into the social networking quagmire. I’ll let you in on a little secret – I love the internet. The place is like a sensory wonderland for your brain. There are so many ways to get lost down the endless hallways and play on the merry-go-round of endless information until you literally drop. I’m not kidding you. It never fails to amaze me how much I’ve never even explored. It totally blows my mind.

I happen to stumble on blogging several years ago. I even signed up for an account at another well-known blogging site and got my blog set up. I made plans to write my first post – I was planning to blog about my life as a stay-at-home mom of three kids. Sounds good, right? Guess what? It never even got off the ground. I let myself be distracted by my three wonderful kids and the daily routine. That fizzled. Fast forward to 2014 and there’s a new attitude in the house.Now that my kids are all in middle school; my oldest son is set to start high school this fall.  I’ve decided to get off my duff and put my nose to the grindstone. I am going to be a blogger. This definitely gels with my present goal of becoming a writer. I want to build my blog as a way to write every day and constantly improve my writing. My dream is to be a freelance writer and still write fiction on my off days.

My other main goal is to get a job to help pay the bills and finance my steady path to writerdom. Eventually I’ll need my own domain, set up a writer’s website, this blog, and some writing clips for my portfolio. I even plan on doing some guest blogging if my pitches are a hit.

My intentions for my blog is to write about my journey from a stay-at-home mom to a self-sufficient freelance writer, blogger, and future novelist. Here’s hoping the trip is not too bumpy. Strap your seatbelts. It’s gonna be a hell of a ride!

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