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Blogging for me provides me a venue for sharing my creativeness in poetry, prose and fiction writing. However, some continue to harbor negative views about my work. I know that there are those that view blogging as too personal. The negative perceptions are understandable, but it is important that the readers do not take the content of the post personal. I have come to dislike the term blogging, post or entries. I look at my work as commentary and pieces of information, creative writing instead of blogging.
There are no writers that do not use parts of their lives, actions or personal thoughts into their creating of poetry, prose or fiction writing. We look at people we meet as potential characters in our stories. We look at life situations in the news around the world as possible material to use in our poetry.
It is unfortunate that there are those that believe the “blogger” has some deep dark desire to live what we create. It is simply not true. It is not necessarily true that we are depressed, thinking of suicide if we write of such subjects. If readers know me personally, they should not take that my creation is about them, take nothing personal about post.
I NEVER, LET ME REPEAT THAT, I NEVER…post anything that is created from personal relationships, relatives or even known, I would never create and post anything that is about anyone personal life accept my own.
When I receive advice on my need to see a Doctor due to my thoughts embedded within my writing, or that I have a lot to live for and should not be contemplating suicide. I appreciate you caring, it is just, fiction, creation.
Creativeness in blogging is an effective and resourceful way to add dynamic view to our work. Blogging is another way to attract and engage with people. Blogging enables the blogger to create, distribute “owned” content. The blogger then may decide to further “advertise” their work by sharing on Face book, LinkedIn, Pinterest, Twitter, etc, sharing is a digital tap on the shoulder for others to explore the “Blog”.

So, if you are reading the content of my blog be assured that I am not creating something directed at you personally. I am not in need of a psychiatrist (well maybe), and I am not creating dark works because I am suicidal. I love hearing from all of you, the comments are a source of joy for me. Please come back often, and I enjoy visiting my followers. My followers are special; they are “My People”.

Have a great week.

 

Author: Elizabeth Ann Johnson-Murphree

Artist/Writer of Fiction, Poetry, Prose and Thoughts, Opinions Born in Alabama to a Native American (Chickasaw) father and an emotionally absent mother since the Author's birth, raised by her father, her Native American great-grandmother and an African-American woman whom were all grand storytellers. As early as four years old she was roaming the countryside around her home alone or with her father; and at night she sat at the feet of these strong-minded individuals listening to the stories of their lives. Summers she lived with her fathers' sister in Birmingham, Alabama; it was that she would discover a library, and mingle with her aunt's circle of friends that included local writers, artist, and politicians. A cabin deep within the Black Warrior Forest was her playground on the weekends. Her aunt encouraged her imagination by introducing her to journaling, which she filled with stories over the summer. Planted was the desire to write, a seedling waiting to spurt from the warm southern heart of a child. Her love of art and painting came through the teachings of a grammar school teacher which she pursues when the well of words dry up when writing. Throughout the years along with her father, great-great-grandmother, and her beloved Aunt Francis, other influences were her high school English teacher Mrs. S. Odom, writers Faulkner, Capote, Fitzgerald, and Harper Lee. Later in life, she discovered the warm and comic writing of Grace Paley. The vivid poetry of William Carlos Williams; the strong poetry of Phyllis McGinley, and the world's most exciting women, Maya Angelou are some of the poets at the top of her list. Nonetheless, with adulthood, the desire to write buried itself deep within, the dream wilted but did not die. It laid dormant, gaining experiences all written in hidden journals. These experiences, the contents of these journals became short stories and poetry reading to share with the world. She writes of many life experiences in poetry format; questioning everything from Mother Nature to God...the poetry is raw and may not be understood by all. Yet, it comes from deep within and reads of truth within her soul. The harshness that shrouded her life would cause her to withdraw from most of the world; it fills the pages of her writing, the heartache, the abuse, and the denial her mother frankly portrayed. Today, she enjoys her children, grand and great grandchildren, her four-legged companion Mason, they live in Southern Wisconsin...far from her southern roots; however she continues to write and paint daily. Ann has published in Kindle eBooks and paperbacks at Amazon.com: Book #1 Echoing Images from the Soul 2012 Book #2 Beyond the Voices 2012 Book #3 Reflections of Poetry 2013 Book #4 Honeysuckle Memories 2013 Book #5 Sachets of Poetry on Adoration, Anger, Asylums and Aspirations 2014 Book #6 My Journey into Art 2014 Book #7 Asterial Thoughts

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  1. I sometimes find it amusing when someone reads one of my short stories and automatically assumes that it’s all about me. NOPE! It’s fiction and my creative mind conjures stuff that can cause some to quiver.

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