Women Speak
Confessions of a Blogger.
At last my official blog website is actually finished. My intention of blogging for a living has become a reality.
Ok, what next?
The first thing I need to do is to go back over the archives and delete all my earlier muses.
In the early days, as is usual for blog virgins, my impression of a blog was something that no sane person would ever read or be interested in. So my first blogs were indulgent, grammatically terrible and some were even downright silly.
But as my hand hovers over the delete button I hesitate....wait a minute...this is like throwing out an old photograph album.
There's the one about my dog Sadie, now gone, who was miraculously cured of cancer by a Spirit healer. And the time a had my cat trimmed and she looked like one of those nodding animals you put in the back window of your car.
Then there are the feelings I had when starting a new job or moving house.
I recorded my first days on Facebook and how cheeky people were, asking to be "my friend" when they didn't even know me!
Of-course, I would hate for all you guys with discerning tastes to read these old blogs but I am definately not going to dispose of them. I'm going to print them up and stick them into a scrap book for posterity. Maybe one day one of my grand daughters will find them and will read them to their children...how strange it will be to them...how old fashioned it will seem!
This time of Ipods, webcams and Twitter will be an archaic, bygone age to them!
I wish I had written more!
Read Pat's Official Blog at http://www.patsutton.com
Ok, what next?
The first thing I need to do is to go back over the archives and delete all my earlier muses.
In the early days, as is usual for blog virgins, my impression of a blog was something that no sane person would ever read or be interested in. So my first blogs were indulgent, grammatically terrible and some were even downright silly.
But as my hand hovers over the delete button I hesitate....wait a minute...this is like throwing out an old photograph album.
There's the one about my dog Sadie, now gone, who was miraculously cured of cancer by a Spirit healer. And the time a had my cat trimmed and she looked like one of those nodding animals you put in the back window of your car.
Then there are the feelings I had when starting a new job or moving house.
I recorded my first days on Facebook and how cheeky people were, asking to be "my friend" when they didn't even know me!
Of-course, I would hate for all you guys with discerning tastes to read these old blogs but I am definately not going to dispose of them. I'm going to print them up and stick them into a scrap book for posterity. Maybe one day one of my grand daughters will find them and will read them to their children...how strange it will be to them...how old fashioned it will seem!
This time of Ipods, webcams and Twitter will be an archaic, bygone age to them!
I wish I had written more!
Read Pat's Official Blog at http://www.patsutton.com
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Comment by Isi Dixon on November 6, 2009 at 8:11 -
Really good! I like your idea of scrap-booking your memories like that. And yes, if you look what we did as kids, and what we thought of what our parents did as kids and then project all of that forward - the world is moving at an amazingly fast pace so that every generation has their own experiences completely different from their parents and worlds apart fromt their grandparents. It's nice to document that.
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