I’ve been meaning to blog for years. As someone who loves words, loves to write, has an opinion about everything under the sun, and has also been an early adopter of technology, you’d think I would have started a blog back when blogs were first fashionable. But, no. For reasons I can’t fully explain, I’ve dragged my heels when it’s come to blogging. Perhaps the idea of a super public forum froze me. As a medievalist, I’m used to small audiences, not large ones. Or perhaps life just managed to get in the way. For the last decade or so, I’ve been juggling work with motherhood, and although this would seem like the perfect subject to blog about — hello to all the mummy bloggers out there — I was just never organised enough to blog.
I’m here now, though. And as my age hovers around the mid-life mark, I can say that I’ve truly amassed a significant amount of life experience. I started my professional life as a computer programmer, leapt into writing online when the internet was still known as the World Wide Web, became an Old Norse scholar, and then in the midst of all that, decided I wanted to have a family.
Now, many years later, I have two children, and an itch to return to the world of fiction writing that I abandoned twenty years ago. What this blog will be about, I can hardly be sure. What I do know is that as I enter the second half of my life, I’m entering an era that has largely been unmapped for most women. Where do I go from here? I don’t know. And that’s why this is the most exciting part of my life. It’s going to be an adventure. And this time, I’m going to blog about it.
Starting where I should start: In media res.