New Name for my Blog!

Hello lovely readers,

IMG_2433Welcome to my freshly updated blog, I Sing My Soul!

This space has been in a bit of limbo since I decided that I would not primarily be writing about my adventures in Izmir, Turkey (where I live). At first though, I didn’t really know what I would write about.

About a year ago, I changed the title simply to my first and middle name, Ingrid Claire, because all I knew for sure was that I’d be writing things personal in nature. I also obtained the corresponding domain name at that time. I wrote about the creative process, novel-writing, pain and sadness, and I also started using the space to share my poetry.

Over the past year, though I haven’t posted heavily, I’ve noticed that I most enjoy using this space to post poetry and other creative endeavors, and sometimes to share personal reflections. So, that is what my blog will focus on! Once this became clear in my mind, the new title immediately came to me, as it is also the title of a poem I wrote before moving to Izmir. You can find that poem and more thoughts at my updated About page.

You may continue to see some changes on the site as I get things settled, but for now, welcome again to I Sing My Soul! I hope to produce and post more consistent (weekly) poetry and other content but sometimes I hit writer’s block for a few weeks  months so sorry in advance when/if that happens! It’s a joy to hear from readers, especially if you are moved or encouraged by something I write, so please don’t be shy to make your presence known. 🙂



Yikes, I’m writing a novel!

That’s right, if you haven’t heard, I decided to attempt the nearly impossible this month. After hearing about National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) for the past couple years, and seeing friends participate I’m finally swallowing my fears and giving it a try. What is NaNoWriMo, you ask? Basically, it’s a month-long salute each November to every crazy out there who’s ever entertained the idea of writing a novel, but needs some fire under their ass to make it happen. You’ve got to write 50,000 words in the month in order to be granted success. In a month! Yeah, never done anything like this before. It’s been a wild ride so far, and I’m only 6 days in.

Why have I been afraid to do this? Mainly I’m afraid of failing. I’ve been afraid that after telling everyone what I’m attempting to do, that I’d fall on my face and have to eat my words (haha, get it?). But something changed this year.

Maybe I just don’t care anymore if I fail.

Maybe my desperation to write something – anything – has reached a peak and I can’t say no any longer. Not sure exactly, but all I know is it’s going to be one sleep-deprived, highly caffeinated month, and I’m not sure what shape I’ll be in on December 1st (note: doing this while still studying Turkish 30 hours a week and other work-related responsibilities!). I do know I’ll be satisfied, that the gnawing hunger to get my story out will be somewhat satiated. Or maybe my appetite will just be whetted for more. That remains to be seen.

Oh, so you want to know what my story is about? Sorry, but that’s for me to know for now….and my lovely housemate, Jill, because let’s face it, she ain’t getting through this month unscathed either (sorry, Jill!), so the least I can do is let her come along for the ride. 😉