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Being A John Boy

John Boy Walton wrote a lot. On the show the “Walton’s” The oldest son of John and Olivia Walton wrote about the lives on Walton’s Mountian. I watched the show. He just wrote. He didn’t  have to really have a topic he just wrote whatever was in his heart and own his mind. For a long time now I have been avoiding my blog because I didn’t know what to write about anymore.I was worried it was too private.I guess I can just come back and sit down and type and pretend I am a John Boy and just write about whatever I want.

I love to write. I get distracted. I feel sleepy when I write. I am sure Danielle Steele does not fall asleep over her stories. I want to be a published author. I want someone to stumble upon my work and say “you know what I have a place for you.” I want a house, the car the fans LOL.

My youngest daughter is very creative like me she is making movies with the laptop. She has a passion at 9 years old. I hope she can always have that passion. It is only 4 am here. I couldn’t sleep so I came downstairs and turned on the heat. It is hard to turn on the heat when we have just came out of the darkness of a hurricane, but I will write more about that in another article.

My eyes are almost glued shut. I dressed up like Marilyn Monroe yesterday and I put on false eyelashes. This is always a mess for me. I feel like someone poured elmer’s glue on my my eyes. My ear was throbbing too so I pulled myself out of bed. I have to get the older two off to school and the younest one is not well she has a bad cold so I have to go downtown in the cab to Urgent Care later.

My granny is not well and I am worried sick. She is 93 and all I can do is pray.She is in the hospital. Do I sound like John Boy yet? You will have to watch “The Walton’s” on Youtube and find out.

John Boy Walton wrote a lot. On the show the “Walton’s” The oldest son of John and Olivia Walton wrote about the lives on Walton’s Mountian. I watched the show. He just wrote. He didn’t  have to really have a topic he just wrote whatever was in his heart and own his mind. For a long time now I have been avoiding my blog because I didn’t know what to write about anymore.I was worried it was too private.I guess I can just come back and sit down and type and pretend I am a John Boy and just write about whatever I want.

I love to write. I get distracted. I feel sleepy when I write. I am sure Danielle Steele does not fall asleep over her stories. I want to be a published author. I want someone to stumble upon my work and say “you know what I have a place for you.” I want a house, the car the fans LOL.

My youngest daughter is very creative like me she is making movies with the laptop. She has a passion at 9 years old. I hope she can always have that passion. It is only 4 am here. I couldn’t sleep so I came downstairs and turned on the heat. It is hard to turn on the heat when we have just came out of the darkness of a hurricane, but I will write more about that in another article.

My eyes are almost glued shut. I dressed up like Marilyn Monroe yesterday and I put on false eyelashes. This is always a mess for me. I feel like someone poured elmer’s glue on my my eyes. My ear was throbbing too so I pulled myself out of bed. I have to get the older two off to school and the younest one is not well she has a bad cold so I have to go downtown in the cab to Urgent Care later.

My granny is not well and I am worried sick. She is 93 and all I can do is pray.She is in the hospital. Do I sound like John Boy yet? You will have to watch “The Walton’s” on Youtube and find out.

I am so pissed

I wrote about being a

John Boy Walton

about writing

and the damn thing didn’t

go to my blog

what did I just write for

huh!

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I will write about me in my blog :)

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