Would You Rather Be A Stranger Or A Friend?
I haven’t given you much time to mull over my question, but I hope you chose—friend.
If you followed from my old blog,–thank you!
Oh no, Tracy. Trust me, no one followed you. Your readers raced here to meet me, Matilda–your bee-u-ti-ful blog butterfly. But I’m certain they wanna know why I’m forced to wear this…this ugly purple hat, tacky dress, and these baggy lime green socks.
I apologize for Matilda’s outburst.
I highly doubt it, Matilda.
You wanna bet. Hey you! Yeah, I’m talking to you. Leave a comment and let Tracy know how bee-u-ti-ful I am, and tell her she doesn’t have any fashion sense.
Matilda! Your behavior is deplorable.
Perhaps, if we ignore Matilda, she’ll perform her figure-eight routine and flutter away.
If you hopped on over from my website, you have an inkling about the topics I’ll address on my “new and improved” blog.
Maybe you’ve stumbled across my blog by mistake?
It doesn’t matter how you found me, I’m just thrilled you popped in for a visit. So on that note—
Welcome to my Wacky World of Writing!
It’s my wacky world too!
Don’t you have weeds to pull?
Nope. I yanked them out yesterday.
Do you want to know what comes next?
Don’t you have to water the garden?
Nope. It rained this morning.
If you haven’t visited my Wacky Website, please do so when you have a minute. But wait! First promise you’ll come back. I need to cultivate friendships the way Matilda tends my garden.
If you’re back from browsing through my website,–thank you. 🙂
Why do I blog?
You’ve just got to. You’re a budding writer breaking free from a cocoon.
That’s right, Matilda. And my writing will appeal to anyone who adores children and animals.
I know, I know. Your aim is to inspire, and make readers howl with laughter and cry. Okay, maybe sniffle.
Why are you scratching an antenna?
‘Cuz I don’t know how you’re gonna do that.
Well…you’ll help, and so will my Chinese Crested Powder Puff.
I’ll only help when I feel like it. And what’s a powder puff? A yucky dessert?
You need an attitude adjustment. And stop whacking me with your wings. And no, I’m referring to my blue-eyed ball of fluff,–Indygo (a.k.a. Indy).
Oh, him. His quirky habits drive me batty.
But he’s so adorable–
Adorable? Ha! I’m way cuter.
Stop swinging your watering can. You almost smacked me in the head.
You’ll find my “Recent Posts” on the sidebar. Click on a title of interest. If none captures your attention, read one anyway. You might love what you read. 🙂
Matilda, you’re not helping.
And please leave a comment or two. You’ll make my day.
And mine too!
Are you eager to enter your email address in the box under “Sign Me Up”?
Yeah. Sign up already. Tracy will not share your information with anyone. And she won’t pester you more than once or twice a week unless–she’s bursting with fabulous news.
What’s the matter now?
My antennae won’t stop twitching, and I can’t flap my wings. Look! They’re dripping with sweat.
Are you having a hot flash?
Nope. It’s that wacky weather guy. He can’t get his act together.
Matilda, say good-bye.
Nope. I don’t wanna.
Matilda, Indy, and I are social creatures designed for relationship. Oops, I forget to mention Patches, but that’s for another time.
Okay, okay. I stopped pouting.
Puh-leeze come back soon and often. Tracy needs friends to read
her our blog.
Thanks for visiting!
© Tracy Campbell – 2012