I am a hungry writer that is starving for readers. My days are spent wavering between neglect of personal hygiene, a constant upkeep of my home, and the small task of raising two boys. Some place within that shuffle lives this space. I come here and spill out my thoughts and then pray that they don't just float around in cyberspace. I need you.
Yes you, lovely reader, who stops by and checks in with my simple little life. I need to flex my creative muscle for you. I need to strut my words like a Bowerbird builds a bower to attract females. They spend 9-10 months of the year constantly working on, improving, and rearranging their creations and in the end, they have a beautiful nest scattered with all sorts of treasures. From feathers to shells, these bowers are magnificent.
So, I gather my words and build my nest for you. An almost primal need takes over me as I write each day. What is this drive pushing me to put my life out there for strangers to read? Where does this ravenous spirit in search of readers come from?
I am a Bowerbird Blogger with a sensation bower just waiting for you to flutter by and read my thoughts. No giveaways...no sponsors...just a tower of simple words.