You can build some great connections online with other bloggers. With some blogging connections it can feel like you have found your online Best Friend Forever (BFF), even though you’ve never actually met face to face.
Meeting your online BFF in real life can get a little crazy.
As I have met most of my online blogging friends at blogging events, I have used this scenario – the blogging event (conference or awards ceremony) to show you the key stages.
Camilla’s enjoyment of heaven life came to an abrupt end after she discovered her husband Gerry was dating back on Earth. He’d spent two years grieving her but in Camilla’s eyes this was not long enough.
With her own team of angel assistants; Anna and Gabriel, some soothing harp music and God’s help, Camilla is certain she can influence the outcome of Gerry’s dates and get him back to mourning her.
When horror and dark fiction author Steve Boseley contacted me to say that he shared my blonde humour, wanted to have some literary fun and had a cracking guest blog post up his sleeve, I had to have a sugary cup of tea and a lie down. It’s not everyday a young (ish), blonde, fluffy, cute (using certain filters and a good photo editing app), chicklit writer, like myself, gets an offer like this… especially not from a dashing horror author like Steve. *Sigh*
Steve’s guest post made me chuckle – so here it is.
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Recap: Camilla’s enjoyment of heaven life came to an abrupt end last week after she made a shocking discovery about her husband, Gerry. He’d decided to start dating after spending two years mourning her. Two years felt a little short to Camilla. In view of her amazing wife skills she was expecting Gerry to grieve for at least twenty years.
As she had a good working relationship with God and her team of angels, Camilla hoped they would be able to offer some assistance to her, in getting Gerry back to a state of mourning.
I’m currently going through a tough writing patch and to my amazement I am still smiling!
If I had endured this struggle last year I think I would have quit and thrown myself into hand painting egg shells with bits of watercress growing out of them. I can’t paint to save my life, nor can I grow any sort of plant, other than a good strong weed, but after experiencing the rigours of the literary world I feel this hobby would bring me some creative calmness.
Here are some ideas on how to keep smiling through tough writing patches. These are currently working for me so they have been road tested.