Showing posts with label blogger. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blogger. Show all posts

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Private. KEEP OUT.


A blog is like a diary.

First, you have to find the perfect format for your diary. Will it be a leather bound, parchment journal? Something spiral bound with horses and rainbows? Or maybe an online folder?

Next, you have to commit to writing in the diary and sharing your point of view. This usually means deciding to write a certain number of times per week or at a particular time of the day.

Then, you find a safe place to hide your deepest, darkest thoughts about death, love, and indigestion. These are thoughts you might not even share with your best friend or lover. Some people keep their diary under lock and key or under their pillow, or in the back of their underwear drawer.

A blog is like a diary. Except blogs aren't hidden under pillows; they are intentionally published for all of the world to see. We take our thoughts, feelings, and perspectives, and we put them on display. We can be scrutinized, chastised, complimented, or attacked for our feelings.

My feelings about my blog have vacillated. Sometimes I feel quite profound. I assume people are sitting in their beds, with the covers pulled up tight, reading my blog with tears in their eyes or laughing hysterically. Other times, I can't imagine why anyone would want to read what I am writing. The writing isn't quite right. The point of view is generic and watered down. I have realized, I have the hardest time writing quality blogs when I am writing about something I don't feel comfortable being candid about in such a public forum.

A blog might be a lot like a diary, but there is one big difference: privacy. I am not shy about sharing my opinions, am outgoing, and enjoy the company of people. Most would say I am an open book. But I would say there are very few I share my true thoughts and feelings with. I am reasonably private. Blogging has been challenging for me, because there are many times I feel I am sharing too much.

Today's question: Is a blog an appropriate place to share your true voice or an inappropriate example of TMI?

Monday, September 20, 2010

Tweeting



My good friend Courtney Stone Fullerton came all the way from Babb to attend my trunk show in Great Falls. (And she brought her fabulous mom, Nancy. Love her!) Courtney is so many things. Her body was born in the south, but her heart resides in Montana. She is a lawyer and a beekeeper, a connoisseur of lip gloss and work pants, a lover of wine and chicken fried steak, a traveller and a homebody, a good friend and an even better wife, a blogger and a writer of novels, and an all around interesting gal. Recently, she has mastered the world of Twitter. Because I am so darn confused by Twitter, Courtney sat down with me at Starbuck's in Great Falls (I am still looking for somewhere else to get a decent breakfast sandwich. Suggestions welcome.) and gave me a little lesson.

I have begun to understand the point of Twitter. Connect. Self promote. Search. Repeat. I have four followers now. Woo hoo! That's a start! Now I have to learn to navigate the alternate universe known as Twitter, but at least it doesn't seem as useless as my creative writing assignments in 9th grade.

So, not only am I going to be a better blogger, but I am going to be a better Tweeter. Before you know it, you won't be able to google Bon Lemon, fashion jewelry, cocktail rings, fabulous scarves, decadent handbags, sparkly hair accessories, Amy Evans, sweet, rad, and nifty, without us popping up.

Thanks Courtney. I am still confused, but on a more manageable level.

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Blogger Blues

It is my understanding Blogger posts can't be emailed to my followers. This is totally dumb. I just opened an account with Wordpress, because that seems to be what all of the serious bloggers use, but the themes are just SO BORING. It emails out to people, but it looks like a concentration camp. Maybe I am missing something. I am new to all of this technology stuff.

I want to be able to email people when I post. My followers are annoyed that I can't. But I want my cute stripey lemon background. Is that too much to ask?

Am I missing something?

Blogger, I think you are dumb.