Why I Write on Hubpages and the Power of Facebook
What’s the point of my writing articles on Hubpages, for the local paper, or the rough draft of a novella? I think I finally know.
I want to touch people. I want to have someone, somewhere, for some reason enjoy my efforts. I want that person to smile, to laugh or maybe even tear up. I feel compelled to try.
I have a presence on Facebook and although I don’t use it much I did ask Joan Parker, wife of the late Robert B. Parker, to be my friend. She accepted and I was looking at my page there yesterday and found that she was friends with Heather Menzies Urich. Her late husband, Robert Urich, played Spenser on TV in the series Spenser, for Hire.
After Dr. Parker died, I wrote a short fan fiction piece here on Hubpages about his wake. I asked Mrs. Urich to be my friend and last night when she accepted I sent her the story. She replied with a comment of four words: “OK tears...good work.”
Hooked! Someone I do not know, who probably lives on the other side of the country, and who has never heard of me was moved by something I wrote. That’s what it’s all about, Alfie.
This morning I began to wonder about Heather Urich? Other than Robert’s wife, who is she? I saw on her Faceboook page she was friends with Angela Cartwright and I went to Google to find out. Those of you who are Sound of Music fans may now line up to give me my well deserved beating! Oprah has a reunion show coming up October 28 so be sure to watch it.
Heather Urich also spearheads The Robert Urich Foundation for Cancer Research and Patient Care which supports research and treatment of sarcoma. Mr. Urich might well have turned to writing later in life. I base this opinion on the short piece he wrote there. You can read it at the link below.
Below is the website for Heather Menzies Urich. There is a huge amount of information about her life, The Sound Of Music,her time with Robert and the Foundation. You can donate to the cause, buy photographs or simply show your support. It is fascinating to visit and fun to see the old and new photographs.
Lately, I have used the power of Facebook to search out individual people that I know who might enjoy one of my specific Hubs. Of course, I hope they look around for other bits of my brilliance once they land here. It has only recently dawned on me to search out complete strangers. All hail the power of Facebook!
Some of my Hubs are meant to reach out and touch, others not so much. I suppose writers in general are people looking for acceptance, for assurance, and for a place to fit in. Perhaps I have found mine.
The story I sent Mrs. Urich
- Robert B. Parker
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