#myfirstpostrevisited – for real.

My friend giggling fattie kindly tagged me for #MyFirstPostRevisited.

Here’s what I’m supposed to going to do…

» Copy and paste your old post into a new post or reblog your own bad self. (Either way is fine but NO editing.)
» Put the hashtag #MyFirstPostRevisited in your title.
» Tag five other bloggers to take up this challenge.
» Notify your tags in the comment section of their blog
» Feel free to cut and paste the badge to use in your post. [I may be a bitch, but it just wasn’t pretty.]
» Include the rules in your post.

I like this little challenge… I don’t imagine very many of my current followers have read my first post. I could be wrong… but I’m guessing it’ll be new to almost everyone. It has an enormous 7 likes.


I remember the first time I shared my fiction writing with anyone. Years ago… on an online forum where I could maintain anonymity. I thought my writing was good, but I had never gotten a second opinion and I didn’t completely trust my own.

The response was positive and overwhelming. I think I always knew I had imagination and talent, but I never had confidence. I don’t think I ever truly believed I was really good. So I went dark again. I still wrote… it would come in waves… but I didn’t share. Maybe I was just writing for me.

Writing is escapism. I have written what could likely turn into no fewer than five novels, possibly as many as seven. Yet most of them are not truly finished. I am inside those stories, in an imaginary life I created. I love my world. I never want to leave it and I never want to let my characters go. The ending is the hardest part.

Recently, I wrote something deeply personal to share, anonymously again, with a group of forum readers. (And maybe someday I will share that here.) Something happened after I spontaneously posted my personal struggle. Someone responded, to the matter at hand, yes, but also to my writing. She was impressed enough to suggest that I should be writing for others. A few days later, another reader intimated the same thing. The day after that, a very kind gentleman reader told me I had ‘obvious abilities‘ and I should clearly be writing… for myself… for others… for life.

His sentiment was spot on. I need to write for life. I couldn’t live without it. So here I am. Writing. Finally.

There it is. From 2015…


About what sandra thinks

Sandra began writing when she was a sixth grader. She is a teller of stories through poetry, fiction, and tales from her own life. And she thinks too much. Read, think, enjoy, laugh.
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35 Responses to #myfirstpostrevisited – for real.

  1. Marquessa says:

    Without a doubt, obviously talented is spot on!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. VictoryInTrouble says:

    Oh, I love this post! So glad you dug it up! 😊

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Meg Sorick says:

    That is a terrific first post. I hope it reminds you that you are a talented writer, and that you really need to do this. For yourself and for the rest of the world to read! xo

    Liked by 1 person

  4. That was an awesome first post! I’m starting to realise that a lot of the blogs I follow all started around the same time that I started mine. I’m glad you posted!

    Liked by 1 person

  5. magarisa says:

    What an awesome first post!!!

    Liked by 1 person

  6. stephieann8 says:

    I have always enjoyed your posts and felt that you have a great talent in this arena. I am glad that you are still around blogging so I can continue to read what you produce 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  7. Miriam says:

    So glad you kept writing so we could share in it Sandra. Thanks for going back in time and digging this up. x

    Liked by 1 person

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