Have you ever been through a shift from Wordpress to your own domain? Has this affected your audience? If you’re a long-term friend of this blog, what would you like to see at the new site? If you’ve just arrived, welcome! Stay on and have a cuppa– we’re a friendly bunch here. If you’re a writer, have you checked out the Insecure Writer’s Support Group?
Do you see hope for Humanity? For our planet? What name do you give yourself– of your country, your tribe, your profession, your relationships? What do you teach your children about who they are: who they should love and who or what they should hate?How do you define good and bad to them. And perhaps, most importantly…
How do you define yourself?
I’ve stared at this photo in the past years, and imagined her growing up, growing older, falling in love, getting married, becoming a mother.
But there she sits, a teenager on a sunny afternoon, surrounded by classmates, ‘tiffins’ full of food, steel dinner plates (in the days before the scourge of plastic and thermocol), a skinny street dog behind her and that confident half-smirk-smile she always wore. And there I am, by her side, unknowing that one day, this photograph would be all I would have of her, as I sit at my table, writing.
For three and a half long hours, he tried to take his Selfies, with a focus to rival a fishing stork. Only he didn’t remain still except to pose. He kept skipping and scampering across the sand and splashing into the water, busier than a seagull, and possibly livelier.
I’m cruel. I guess so is my family.
For all that time, we snickered and smiled, and I took pictures.
Here, I bring you the man on his quest for the Perfect Selfie. (I hope he got it, because he did jump and preen and posture long enough to make himself dizzy with heatstroke.)
This 8th of September we hope to cover as big a part of the internet as possible with Sunflowers, the favorite flower of our dear Tina who we lost all too soon. As we mourn her loss, we also celebrate who she was, a bright, cheery, large-hearted personality.
If you knew Tina through her blog, I encourage you to take part, by signing up here.
If you didn’t know Tina– celebrate this Blogfest as a day of choosing to be joyful– a choice Tina Downey made, despite all her suffering, every day of her life.
I am given to Facebook updates and blog posts about the small things in life. Now I’ve begun to wonder whether that’s affecting my storytelling. Maybe I’m not building up enough steam over the years, by letting it out in small streams through my social media updates.
What’s your take on this? How much of your inner life/ rants/ life news do you share on Facebook and other social media? If you’re a writer, do this think sharing life experiences on social media detracts from an author’s ability to tell a story?
Like a lot of us, I’ve been watching Gaza, and also the Malaysian plane shot down in Ukraine.
Since I can’t do anything else to help this world gone mad, where children are murdered (while they play on a beach or fly 33,000 ft above the earth towards a vacation or their homes), I try to gather positive energies. If the world goes negative, the only thing in my small, insignificant hands is to be positive. I can only add myself to the sum total of positive energies in this world, and thus stand against the negatives.
But somehow, I wonder whether the intelligence that has given us humans such an advantage in evolution would one day be our undoing. (Even in the animal world, it is the dolphins who rape, the chimpanzees who murder– is evil a function of intelligence quotient, after all?)
What do you think? Is what’s happening in the war-torn areas of the world a result of intelligence gone mad? Other than ranting and fighting virtual wars on Facebook, how can we as human beings help undo this horrific situation?