About Being An Honest Sinner

Sandy Ramsey
If you’ve ever wondered what exactly an honest sinner looks like, well….there I am.

This is my second go around in the blogging world.  My first blog, Mother of Imperfection, was wonderful. But. Always a but. I had no idea what I was doing when I started it and I built a fake following with giveaways and gimmicks. I hated that. Being a perfectionist at heart, I wanted to be authentic. I don’t want to see big numbers (although that is always nice).  I want to see real people that I can form a connection with.

So one day I quit. Chucked it in the fuck it bucket. I saved some pieces that I loved and walked away.

I missed it.

An Honest Sinner is genuine. From the heart, from the soul. I want followers who want to be here for more than a freebie. The only thing you will find free here is my voice, and with luck, yours. I want to build a community of friends who understand the door is always open. Opinions are welcome. Dialogue is encouraged.

There will be no prizes at the door. The only thing you will find me peddling here, aside from words, are products I make and sell myself for charity donation and other things that are sold to us so we can, in the words of my good friend Lizzi, buy the world better.

I’m a writer at heart and lay down many more words than you will see here. One day they may see the light of day. Until that day comes, I hope you will stay here for a bit and see that being an honest sinner isn’t so bad. As I always say, it is far better than being a lying saint.


26 thoughts on “About Being An Honest Sinner”

  1. I love that you’re back – I should have asked sooner when I started to worry.
    So funny…I didn’t even notice the freeby stuff on your other site. I only saw you and your writing. Isn’t it amazing how a blog space can take on a life of its own? And, when your mission is to be authentic, the blog can actually block that. It’s a slippery slope and you’ve glided through (to here) with grace.
    I’m also stealing a new favorite line: Chuck it in the fuck it bucket. I have a few things that would fit in there.
    So glad you led me here, can’t wait to see more!


    1. That’s so sweet of you to say and thank you for worrying about me. My exit was rather abrupt and I just missed everyone so much. It didn’t feel the same being on the outside looking in. Please feel free to steal the fuck it bucket line…it’s a good one! Some things are easy to toss in….others? Well, I’m working on it ;).

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  2. Dear Sandy,

    My name is Ashlee. I’m co-founder of the Youshare Project, with the mission to connect people around the world through stories. I recently stumbled across your blog (via Google +) and read your post entitled “Down the Rabbit Hole.” It’s beautifully written and compelling. I think it would make a wonderful youshare, because it could help others going through a similar experience (as well as their loved ones). If this sounds interesting to you, I would love to email you directly with more information and formally invite you to adapt your story to youshare and share it with the project.

    You have my email address and website. I hope to hear from you soon.



  3. Glad to have found your site through sharing of posts for #1000Speak.
    You are right. Being authentic is the best tip I’ve found as a blogger for a year now. Anything else just doesn’t feel quite right. It takes a lot of people a few blogs to settle on the one they are meant to have.
    Looking forward to reading more, from one writer to another.


  4. Thank you for your blog. My daughters were adopted through foster care so I can identify with your thoughts and mixed feelings.

    Your words are beautiful and I identify with the honesty in them. I try to make my words beautiful and honest as well.


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