[Tweet “Housewife Plus is in a Blog Hop!”]I was tagged in a Blog Hop! What is a Blog Hop? It is a way for writers to share their process while getting their name and links out to potential new readers. The rules are simple, if you get tagged you list the person who tagged you, answer a few questions about your writing process, and then introduce the next tagged writer.
Ready? Let’s go!
WHO TAGGED ME?
Miranda Gargasz is a writer from a small suburb outside Cleveland, Ohio. She earned a degree in Elementary Education before becoming a writer. Her essays have appeared in The Christian Science Monitor and on HumorPress.com. In February of 2014 she published her first collection of essays entitled Lemonade and Holy Stuff. You can read more of what she writes at Miranda Gargasz. She lives with her husband, two sons and a feisty mutt.
BLOG HOP QUESTIONS:
1) What are you working on?
These days I am working on a series of humorous parenting essays for submission to several popular parenting websites. When I’m not freaking out over foolish typos that made their way into the final drafts then I am writing blog posts for Housewife Plus at the Bangor Daily News.
I started a page on my Housewife Plus blog called Happy Hour that lists my up-to-date publications from around the web and in print. In 2015 readers can expect to see my work appear in two new parenting anthologies.
What a lot of folks don’t know about me is that I studied humor in graduate school. I was curious how it is that the human experience can be so eloquently expressed through venting frustrations in a subversive way.
That being said, in my writing I make every attempt to take my personal experiences as a woman, a wife, and a mother and press them through the sieve of humor. I use every technique I can think of in order subvert expectations that lead to laughter. Particularly the side-splitting, just peed your pants a little bit kind of laughter.
I see myself tripping though the Motherhood gig and wondering if I am some kind of hybrid between Peggy Bundy and Wilma Flintstone. So I write about that. I tell stories about just how flawed I am and in doing so I found my tribe of other fabulous lady writers.
3) Why do you write what you write?
Free therapy. Ha! I realize that that quick response may appear lazy on the surface, but I assure you that there is nothing more soul satisfying for me as a writer than to find my audience and bond over the ridiculousness of motherhood through the therapeutic vice of laughter.
I adore the Mom Blogger community and I strive with every accepted submission and blog post to be a relevant part of that community because I feel that my story as a mom is worth telling and that it will matter to someone out there in the ether of the Internet.
4) How does your writing process work?
I take a real life situation and I write it out as it happened. Then I twist some details to protect the guilty (usually me, but sometimes my kids) and I expand on the funny aspect in order to create an upbeat air. Listen, being a mom is tough and sometimes (all the time) kind of gross. So why not put a spotlight on that and laugh at it? If I can’t laugh at this job then I am in a heap of trouble.
Because my brain likes to bounce all over the place I tend to stick to a simple template for anything I write. I find a theme, draft an outline, measure the piece by a strict word count limit, and always proof before and after I edit.
With out fail I end up finding typos or areas that could stand to be stronger in each piece I write. I’m not sure if this is a sign that I care or a sign that I am still working on my writing chops. Either way, I make it a priority to sit down and bang out at least 1,000 words every single day.
TAG NEXT WRITER
New York writer, Leslie Kendall Dye is the voice behind the beautiful and wonderfully written blog, Hungry Little Animal. This is an excerpt from her blog:
I was a nanny for ten years in Manhattan. Then I had one of my own. (A child, that is, not a nanny!) Having a child does as much to deconstruct the myth of childhood as writing about that child once she exists. Maybe I yearn to reconstruct the myth. Or find out it isn’t a myth at all.