Searching for the Happiness

It’s rather unusual for me to have the time to actually pay attention to the notices I get from LinkedIn with regards to the various ‘groups’ I’ve joined there.  But, today I’m home earlier than expected. With a cup of tea by my side, I decided to peruse one of those emails which reports recent discussion activity on the LinkedIn group for Aspiring Writers.  Interestingly enough, Wendy from Michigan has offered a free blog critique for anyone interested to link her personal blog, called ‘Searching for Happiness’ to their site.  Now, it may seem somewhat odd that I would care what a random person truly thinks about my blog, but in reviewing hers, she comes across as someone I would enjoy getting acquainted with, who happens to be blogging about her own personal experiences in life, and would like to share what she’s learned along the way with others. And, besides, she has 3 children.  I have 3 children.  She has 4 pets.  I have, well I have just one pet…at the moment.  But I’ve had several MORE pets in the past.  I suspect we have a whole bunch in common …and look forward to finding out.  You can too, if you want to see what she’s up to.   Just click here:

P.S.  I can tell you already, she’s way cooler than I am.  She tweets, she posts on LinkedIn, and she’s won blog awards.  She has a ‘following’.  I’m not sure I even aspire to have a ‘following’.  Doesn’t that suggest ‘expectations’ laid upon you by your followers?  I don’t want anyone else’s expectations laid upon me.  I only write because I like to, and I don’t want to write to an audience, but I do want to write for any followers that like to follow along.  Like Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride, I cover a lot of territory.  And, what I choose to write about has no preconceived agenda.  It’s just who I am, where I’ve been and what’s on my mind.

Spammer, you still out there?

Okay, Spammer.  Clearly, I’m a FAIL at blogging. On March 25th, I’d promised you I’d be posting soon.  Even as I type this, I’m shaking my head in that ‘What Was I Thinking?’ sort of way.  You know: the look of astonishment and disappointment that people wear on their faces, when they are dumbfounded that they were stupid enough to promise something that they knew all along had minimal chance of actually happening. (I said MINIMAL chance…not NO chance).  I was hopeful, but reticent.

After all the excitement of seeing your (mis)posted comment, I reacted quickly and with delight, by posting my response to your response. Then something awful happened.  Two people I not only know well, but who know ME well, began to follow my blog.

How the hell did THAT happen?  I screwed up.  I made the error of sharing my blog with one of them, right after I launched it.  I guess I was overly enthusiastic about the idea of blogging (in an effort to keep writing regularly).  The other one caught on when I was trying to link my response (to your response) to the Facebook page I set up for my blog, but inadvertently posted it to my own personal Facebook page instead. It took me about 2 hours to figure out my error, but it was too late. She’d already spotted it, read my blog post and became a follower.

The whole appeal of blogging was that I’d be writing to cyberspace, with invisible readers, not readers with real FACES.  So knowing that my only 2 readers in this cyberspace world of mine actually have faces that I love and adore, I’m reticent about continuing on.  It’s completely stupid, I know.  After all, I LOVE these 2 peeps.  They’re MY peeps.  And, they know how I think and feel about most everything.  MOST everything. Which leaves room for NOT EVERYTHING.

So, the net of it is, Spammer:  If I haven’t lost you forever already, try to hang in there, please!  I’ll try to post again soon about something that IS on my mind…I just have to sift through the assortment of things that keeps me awake at night, and decide which one is going to get front and center next.