July 12, 2012
Mel has written several times about starting her work day with a blog post, to warm up before doing the writing that constitutes her actual work. I, on the other hand, blog at the very end of my night. Until recently, that would typically be anywhere from 2 a.m. to 4 a.m. Now, since I have a day job with standard hours, blogging time is closer to midnight, or 10 p.m. if I am either efficient with my other duties or if I totally shirk my other duties.
I suspect that I write differently late at night than I would early in the day, but I can’t say for sure, since I am a night blogger through and through. Occasionally when I first started this blog I’d write posts in the middle of the work day, but now that seems ludicrous, in many ways.
You’d think that blogging right before bed would mean that I’d go faster, but I always prefer to sacrifice sleep rather than sacrificing length or detail.
Except tonight. 🙂
When do you write your blog posts?
May 31, 2012
I mentioned something to the mother of one of Burrito and Tamale’s classmates about their blog (not BabySmiling; their non-anonymous baby blog). She said eagerly, “Oh, you have a blog?”
I explained, “Well, it’s <i>their</i> blog. It’s about them.”
“Oh. I have a blog too! But it’s not about my daughter, it’s about me.”
Part of me wanted to exclaim that yes I have one of those too, and it’s such an important part of my life, but no one knows!
Part of me was curious and wanted to read her blog.
Part of me, the part that won, wanted to respect her privacy even though she clearly opened the door. Because so many of my online friends use secret identities and don’t share their blogs with people they know, my instinct was to let her keep her two lives separate, even though I don’t think she actually has two separate lives. But then again, maybe she does. Maybe she’s one of us. Maybe she’s reading right now.
Has someone in real life ever revealed to you that they blogged? How did you react?
April 12, 2012
I love blogging. Not quick Tumblr-style blogging that you do from your phone, but crafted, deliberate, edited and re-edited blogging. Email is good too, for the same reason. Most people would be shocked at how many times I edit and tweak even the simplest emails. Lack of editing is why I don’t like hand-written letters… that, and the ink that my left hand smears across the page.
Unlike regular blogging, micro-blogging is a challenge for me. How am I supposed to think complete thoughts in 140 characters? Where is the nuance? I’m the only person I know who not only doesn’t abbreviate when texting but uses full punctuation: I’ve never received a semi-colon in a text, but I’ve sent plenty.
Long-form is too long for me. I’m such a perfectionist that I can’t see a very long piece of writing through.
In the olden days, pre-Twitter, DH used to say that instant messaging was perfectly suited for him. Now, he is a masterful Tweeter. He, somehow, can encapsulate nuance and wit and depth into 140 characters. He’s great at mid-length like blogs and longer-lengths too, but on Twitter he shows a gift for brevity that I can only dream about.
What medium is best suited for you?
March 8, 2012
There has recently been a lot of controversy in the ALI community. I won’t get into it, except to say that it has raised a fundamental question.
Why do you blog?
Some people are basically keeping a journal in public, and what they write would be the same whether or not anyone was reading. Not me.
Some people blog to be heard, to have their words read and acknowledged. That’s not it for me.
Some people blog to make connections, with their readers and with other bloggers. That’s part of it, but not all. I’m certainly not trying to rack up high numbers. I was just having a conversation with a friend who is a respected but not bestselling professional writer; he declared that he is sick of being a cult favorite, and he would like to be a mainstream success. I, on the other hand, love that my blog readers are people who get me. I’m not for everyone, in blogging or in life.
I blog, in large part, to help others. When I was at my most desperate, or hungry for information about being a certain number of days past transfer or how to administer an injection into my own butt, reading blogs helped, a lot. I have made a very conscious effort to provide information that can help others, such as my posts on breastfeeding after IF.
I also blog for intellectual engagement — for myself and my readers. That is certainly the impetus behind Thoughtful Thursdays. I enjoy crafting posts, challenging myself to write in different ways, expressing things that are hard to express.
However, if everyone stopped reading, the intellectual engagement would be there, but it wouldn’t be enough for me to keep blogging. I presumably couldn’t help people unless people stumbled upon posts later, and I definitely couldn’t connect to people in the same way if I never heard from them. I didn’t start blogging to make friends, but as a side benefit of the search to connect and to engage intellectually, I’ve made some great ones.
Why do you blog?
March 1, 2012
Welcome to the March Intelligentsia.
#29: Elana from Elana’s Musings
#25: A from Are You Kidding Me?
#25: Lost In Translation from We Say IVF, They Say FIV
#21: Strongblonde from Strong Blonde
#13: Tara from Turkey In My Oven
#11: St. Elsewhere
#9: Lori from Write Mind Open Heart
#4: Sara from Aryanhwy
A friend just created an electronic account on my behalf and in the process he had to pick a password. He chose the names of Burrito and Tamale. Children’s names would be a logical and very reasonable choice, but I have never used their names — or anything related to them — as a password. I most often use passwords that are somewhere between mantra and pep talk, sprinkled with characters to make them harder to hack. Another favorite theme are inside jokes between me and DH. Almost as often, I have used passwords that related to my cat.
Because I am tech saavy and helpful, people have been coming to me for computer help for two decades. As a result, I have been privy to many, many different passwords over the years. I find it to be a delightful peek into people’s souls. Sports teams. Favorite places. Nostalgia. Special dates. Loved ones. Nicknames. Movies/songs/books/TV. The obvious (“password”).
My favorites — the most revealing about the true person — are the passwords that talk about the kind of life people want to life. Maybe if you type it often enough, it will happen.
Don’t tell me any passwords, of course, but…
How do you choose your passwords? What do they say about you?
July 4, 2011
Day 4 of blog summer camp at Creating Motherhood!
Today’s prompt: What has most surprised you about being an adult?
When I was a kid, anything seemed possible if you worked hard enough and wanted hard enough.
When I became an adult, I learned that some things are close to impossible no matter how hard you try and how hard you want, like getting pregnant.
I also learned that you can’t count on very many people in this world, even in your own family.
I learned that intelligence, education, and hard work don’t get you nearly as far as connections, charm, and getting intelligent educated others to do the hard work for you.
Bonus: A reprieve of Summer Camp Day 1! Specifically, a photo of my temporary blogging spot, one weekend only. It looks an awful lot like camp, but it was actually a weekend getaway on a lake. Although it wasn’t camp, there were canoes, watermelons, and bug spray.
There are lots of other adults at this camp!
July 2, 2011
Day 2 of blog summer camp at Creating Motherhood!
Today’s prompt: What were you like in high school? What extracurricular activities, if any, did you take part in during high school? Did you consider yourself a writer?
I was an artsy brainiac, but it was a prep school so nerdiness was acceptable. I was a very A- student: I preferred to study for 2 hours and get an A- than study for 20 and get an A, particularly since I had so many other things to do.
My college application had 12 blanks for extracurriculars. I had so many that I had to leave some of my activities off of my application.
Among the activities:
newspaper section editor
drama, one or two plays per year
3 choral groups
president of environmental club
wrote poetry and articles for local ‘zine
dance club participant and teacher
ballet and jazz outside of school
rock climbing (on actual rocks, before the days of artificial climbing walls)
summer job in the administration building
French literature reading group (in French)
This doesn’t count as an activity, but I was also an early adopter of online interaction, using Prodigy extensively as well as individually run online BBS. I wasn’t as nerdy as that makes me sound.
I considered myself writer more then than I would now, since in high school I poured my soul into poetry and kept a journal, but in terms of output I do far more writing now.
Want to meet and join the other campers?