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New Direction…

My blogging has been a bit sparse in the past. But starting on June 30 I plan to start blogging 1 to 2 times a week. Meghan's Musings will be filled with creative fiction and nonfiction pieces, poetry and it will have some pieces built from writing prompts. My main goal is to gain interest in my writing and to improve and maybe will absolutely friends. Journaling will not be featured on this blog. I consider journaling suite of private endeavor, and it simply be putting too much out there for the public. Last but not least, I wanted to try my hand at writing book reviews.

There might even be some room for a bit of social commentary. I don't know, I just wanted to inform everyone who had shown the least bit of interest in my blogging that I was going to be doing more consist before. 

Please readers, read these posts, and enjoy. Also, I will be advertising through Facebook and other means.

Sincerely,
Meghan McGladdery

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