Tag: National Blog Posting Month

Signs

Well, hello there!

Are you still here? 

Wow!

You are a really kind person.

Thank you for that.

I sincerely appreciate your presence.

 

Obviously, I have been absent from this space for quite some time, but you know what? I miss it. I miss you. I miss this space. I miss being able to simply pop in and say hello, share a part of my day, ask how you’ve been, and wait in quiet contemplation and anticipation for any sign of life.

So thank you for all the times you have swung by.

I am eternally grateful for your silent support. I am also grateful for your LOUD support.

I’m not picky.

Fire: bad. Bread: bad. Support: good. 

 

So maybe I needed a sign.

Maybe I needed to seek one.

Maybe the sign I was looking for was so blatantly obvious that I couldn’t see it. 

Sometimes we see what we want and it seems so far away when what we need is sitting right in front of us.

It’s like lusting after a pair of Louboutin’s when what you really long for is a wicked cozy pair of fuzzy slippers. 

One might make people go “Wow!”, but will it make you go “Wow!”? No. No it won’t. Well, I suppose I can only speak for myself, but one of those would make me go “Oww!” not “Wow!” and is simply not my style, so why bother? I can’t afford the shoes or to waste a single second of my very limited and precious time on this planet trying to make someone else go “Wow!”. Can you? 

Allow me. 

No. No you can’t.

So …

 

All this to say, thank you for reading.

I hope you continue to stick around.

I have vowed to post every day in November with the hopes of getting my groove back and forming a new and improved writing habit.

 

My sign?

November is National Blog Posting Month. (This is where, if we were cartoons, an anvil – or perhaps an old timey typewriter – would fall on my head.) 

Yup.

That – in conjunction with a few other doozies from the Universe – is most definitely a sign.

 

Do you believe in signs? Does the Universe speak to you? 

Feel free to tell me a ‘signs from the Universe’ story in the comments. You know I’ll be replying because the Universe told me I have to be here every day in November. It’d be awesome to have something to do. 😉 

 

 

 

Photo by Austin Chan on Unsplash

NaBloPoMo v2.0 (Or November is NOW!)

Today is November 1st and with the groggy brain of a tired Mamma – after Halloween and a time change – I put this little bloggy woggy into the Blog Roll on BlogHer for November’s NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month).

Some of you may recall, I did it last year. It was great, actually.

Sure, there were nights I wanted to cry because technology plotted against me or the Universe appeared to be determined to pull a prank. There were days when I felt like I was really doing something great and was exhilarated by the exercise of posting every singe day for the whole month.

I feel that in the end it really was a terrific learning experience. I wrote more than I had up to that point and I learned a lot of little things about how this whole blogging gig works. I learned to think on my feet and keep a deadline. I learned that sometimes the silliest of posts will garner the most attention. I learned that, despite the fact that living a part of my life online means every single post needs a photo or pin-able picture to be easily shared, some posts will never have a photo because intrinsically, I also know that sometimes the words need to paint the picture.

I learned a LOT. Much more than I will share here at the moment because the hour is getting late and I will be darned if I am not hitting publish on day one!

Over the next 30 days I will post every day.

Some posts will be rushed. That’s life.

Some posts will be well planned and thought out.

I plan on brushing up some really good drafts I have waiting to be set free.

NaBloPoMo is just the push I need!

I hope you will visit, read, comment, and chat when you have something to ask or say or share.

If you happen to be taking part, please let me know*. If there is one thing I am good at, it is cheering others on and supporting writers!

Let’s make this a great month, filled to the brim with learning, leaping outside our comfort zones, and personal growth!

Onward!

 

*Feel free to share your blog or NaBloPoMo Blog Roll number (I am #596!) in the comments! I love reading new (to me) blogs.

 

NaBloPoMo No Mo’

This is it. I have reached the end of my NaBloPoMo journey and I am happy to report that I survived!

For the past thirty days I have written (mostly) a post a day as a part of National Blog Posting Month.

What an exhausting challenge!

Seriously. All you writers who write under the pressure of a deadline all the live-long day – every single day – my hat* is off to you. You are one very dedicated and disciplined bunch of people. Good for you!

I have learned a lot during these thirty days.

I have unlearned a few things, too.

I’ve had some pretty good confirmations, as well. I procrastinate. It works for me, sometimes, as procrastination does. When it works out, I get a rush of adrenaline that makes all the suppression of fleeing the scene worthwhile. When it doesn’t work, well, may we never know!

Oh yes, that random positive reinforcement is quite the thrill, but it is certainly no gentleman.

Clearly, whether it is right or wrong, I work well under pressure. When there is nowhere to run to, baby, no where to hide, I find my stride.

This, as you can imagine, can be very draining on a person’s energy stores. There were nights when I was up way later than I should have been. There were mornings that came way too early. Early Band** days very nearly did me in.

My husband and my Things were the most supportive humans on the planet (they usually are, by the way). They were cool with my vanishing to write or upload photos. They really were, but I was not comfortable with missing anything important, so I was very much burning my candle at both ends. Thank goodness this is a 30 day month. I honestly don’t think I could handle 31***.

I think this was a really good exercise for me. I wrote every day and I believe the practice was good. I felt a sense of accomplishment/panic every single time I hit “Publish”, but I kept right on hitting it. Go me!

I am sure I will have that oh-no-I-slept-through-my-exam panic at least once this week, as I plan on not posting every day for December. I’ll be sure to keep you posted.

I mean, I love writing for this little ol’ blog and I love the people who read, comment, and even ask me to write a little something here or there for them, but I have very strong feelings about not being chained to my computer (for work or hobby or otherwise!). If anything was highlighted this month, it’s that there is a whole world out there just waiting to be experienced, nurtured and changed.

Besides, when I get to be Empress of the Universe and fulfill my destiny as a professional philanthropist, I won’t have time to be attached to my computer.

 

But feel free to call me.

 

Now, please point me in the direction of the best darn gluten free cake you can think of because this gal needs to celebrate!

 

 

 

*I’m not actually wearing a hat, but if I am getting a hat in your imagination make it something cool and festive, okay? Thanks!

**More so.

***But I would, because PRESSURE!

 

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Sorry, Wrong Number.

The following is a true story that happened today.

*rrriiiing*

*rrriiiing*

Me: Hello!

Dude: “HE WON’T BE COMING BECAUSE IT’S SNOWIN’ LIKE A  [email protected], HERE.”

Me: *blink blink*

I’m sorry, but you have *got* to have the wrong number.

Dude: *audible gasp*

*chuckle*

“Oh my God! I’m SOOOO sorry!”

*laughter*

“I am so, so sorry. Sorry!”

Me: That’s all right. Don’t sweat it. I hope you find the person you’re looking for. Bye.

*disconnect*

 

Sometimes you just have to laugh – with a stranger, apparently.

 

I think technology is making us all a little bit .. umm .. well .. to use a phrase Thing 1 might use, “Well, doi!”.

What do you think?

Is technology making us ridiculous?

Has human interaction become foreign, somehow?

 

Do you think we are becoming to fellow humans, as these aliens were to the phone?

 

 

 

 

*This looks identical to the phone that was in my house when I was a kid.

**Little Known Peady Fact: My iThing rings like an old phone because the ring tone is – wait for it – “Old Phone”.

***Full disclosure: We are watching “Her” and I am having thoughts!

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