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07 Jul 2012
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A Moment of Clarity


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Having recently celebrated a birthday of significant numerals, I have been somewhat reflective these days. I have come to the conclusion I must start acting my age. The problem being which age? Do I heed the one I feel kicking about inside–the one that says, “Yes, enjoy the playground and blow bubbles and laugh too loud in public and wear retro dresses from the thrift shop because you are forever young and who gives a flip what other people think.” OR do I succumb to that other voice that whispers, “You are older now and should relish your experiences, the ones that allow you to reminisce your memories and mistakes. You’ve been there, done that, yet realize there is so much more to do. And, no, a woman of your age should definitely not be wearing that out in public.”

It’s confusing, I tell you.

Not that I want to start a heated discussion, but here it is: older men get away with it. You’ve seen them. They drive their Mustang convertibles, silver hair wafting in the breeze or wear Hawaiian shirts, shorts, and Birkenstocks with a greying ponytail, or they are the guys hooting it up at the theme park and their family obviously adores them because they don’t act their age.

If women express their youthful desires the world does not turn a kindly eye as readily. Face it, we don’t want moms being silly. Carol Burnett got away with it, true.

As I reflect upon my recent birthday of significance and contemplate role models I, of course, turn to book heroines. Two come to mind: Miss Rumphius and Mrs. Pollifax.

Miss Rumphius book cover

Miss Rumphius book cover (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Miss Rumphius and I share three common interests:  we have both worked in libraries, have both lived by the sea, and both want to make the world a more beautiful place. She represents the woman who ages gracefully, yet has that bit about her that doesn’t quite follow the pattern of societal expectations.

Then there is the wild adventuresome side I tend to embrace. You go, Mrs. Pollifax.

elusive mrs. pollifax

elusive mrs. pollifax (Photo credit: cdrummbks)

Mrs. Pollifax has skills. She has chutzpah. She has found a way late in life to still have adventure. How wonderful to possess all that and still be able to wear the right hat for the right occasion. What I most like about Mrs. Pollifax is her resourcefulness and her ability to find a way to make sticky situations work. Although I don’t feel I need to be a CIA spy to add a bit of spice to my life, I do relish the idea of others realizing that a bit of greying does not mean decaying is taking place.

So, all that being said I have decided I should at least try to act a bit more my age and have started with my blog header. Gone is the flirty skirt, lean legs, and painted nails of the youth that regales within, and instead I have replaced it with a more staid vision of the mature woman contemplating her reading. I’m not sure a new header is going to head off my penchant to fly kites, play hide-and-go-seek, and wear polka dots.

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05 Jul 2012
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One Shot Authors


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This summer I have pledged to really, really get going on getting my manuscripts out and into the hands of editors, agents, and/or publishers.  It’s time for a published book.  After years of published articles and magazine stories I should be content, but I’m not.  One of my B.I.G. (Before I Get–too old, too tired, too complacent, etc) goals is to be able to walk into a bookstore or a library and find my book on the shelf.  Or better yet, watch someone reading my book while I am on a plane, train, or passing through the library.  I’m not looking for fame or even fortune–truly.  I’m merely looking for shelf status.

Then I start to wonder the “what if”? What if I do get a manuscript published and a novel is born? And what if it is the only book that bears my name?  That can be a disconcerting “what if.”  Who would want to be a one shot author? on the other hand, I would be in good company.  I found this post in a surfing session and it’s so well done I’m reprinting it. Giving credit where credit is due, click on the title to thorughly check it out.

10 Acclaimed Authors Who Only Wrote One Book

1.  Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird: This notoriously reclusive author was terrified of the criticism she felt she would receive for this classic American novel. Of course, the novel didn’t tank and was an immediate bestseller, winning great critical acclaim, including the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction in 1961. While Lee spent several years working on a novel called The Long Goodbye, she eventually abandoned it and has yet to publish anything other than a few essays since her early success and none since 1965.

Cover of "Invisible Man (Modern Library)&...

2. Ralph Ellison, Invisible Man: Invisible Man is Ellison’s best known work, most likely because it was the only novel he ever published during his lifetime and because it won him the National Book Award in 1953. Ellison worked hard to match his earlier success but felt himself stagnating on his next novel that eventually came to encompass well over 2000 pages. It was not until Ellison’s death that this novel was condensed, edited and published under the title Juneteenth.

3. Boris Pasternak, Dr. Zhivago: Pasternak’s inclusion here by no means limits him as a one hit wonder, as he was and is known as one of the greatest poets of the 20th century. But when it came to writing novels, Pasternak was to only create one work, the epic Dr. Zhivago. It was a miracle that even this novel was published, as the manuscript had to be smuggled out of Russia and published abroad. Even when it won Pasternak the Nobel Prize in 1958, he was forced to decline due to pressure from Soviet authorities, lest he be exiled or imprisoned. Pasternak died two years later of lung cancer, never completing another novel.

Cover of "Doctor Zhivago"

Cover of Doctor Zhivago

Cover of "Gone with the Wind"

4. Margaret Mitchell, Gone With the Wind: Margaret Mitchell never wanted to seek out literary success and wrote this expansive work in secret, only sending it to publishers after she was mocked by a colleague who didn’t believe she was capable of writing a novel. She turned out to be more than capable; however, and the book won a Pulitzer and was adapted into one of the best known and loved films of all time. Mitchell would not get a chance to write another novel, as she was struck and killed by a car on her way to the cinema at only 49 years of age.

5. Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights: As part of a family of women who enjoyed writing, Emily did work on a collection of poetry during her life, though the vast majority of her work was published under a more androgynous pen name at first. While Wuthering Heights received criticism at first for it’s innovative style, it has since become a classic and was edited and republished in 1850 by her sister under her real name. It is entirely possible that Emily may have gone on to create other novels, but her poor health and the harsh climate she lived in shortened her life, and she died at 30 of tuberculosis.

Wuthering Heights (1998 film)

Wuthering Heights (1998 film) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

6. Anna Sewell, Black Beauty: Sewell didn’t start off her life intending to be a novelist. Indeed, she didn’t begin writing Black Beauty until she was 51 years old, motivated by the need to create a work that encouraged people to treat horses (and humans) humanely, and it took her six years to complete it. Upon publication it was an immediate bestseller, rocketing Sewell into success. Unfortunately, she would not live to enjoy but a little of it as she died from hepatitis five months after her book was released.

English: Cover of the novel Black Beauty, firs...

English: Cover of the novel Black Beauty, first edition 1877, published by London: Jarrold and Sons (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

These represent novels of authors whose work we tend not to associate beyond their books.  There are other writers, like Oscar Wilde and Sylvia Plath, whom we recognize for their other writings, such as poetry, which were spotlighted in the post. I thought how sad it must have been for Margaret Mitchell and Anna Sewell to have only produced one book.  Then again, what about Nelle?  I wouldn’t mind becoming a one shot author if my one lone book would have as much impact as Harper Lee’s has over time.

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01 Jul 2012
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Writerly Wisdom III


Similes

Similes (Photo credit: teotwawki)

A metaphor is like a simile.Author Unknown

I’m writing a book. I’ve got the page numbers done. Steven Wright

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Dreams are illustrations from the book your soul is writing about you.Marsha Norman

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Be obscure clearly.E.B. White

E B White quote

E B White quote (Photo credit: ktylerconk)


The art of writing is the art of discovering what you believe.Gustave Flaubert

Gustave Flaubert

Gustave Flaubert (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Writing, to me, is simply thinking through my fingers. Isaac Asimov

The Best Mysteries of Isaac Asimov

The Best Mysteries of Isaac Asimov (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


I love words. I love to sing them and speak them and even now, I must admit, I have fallen into the joy of writing them.

Anne Rice

Anne Rice

Anne Rice (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Words, once they are printed, have a life of their own. Carol Burnett

The Carol Burnett Show

The Carol Burnett Show (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


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23 Jun 2012
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The Serendipity of Surprise or the Art of Capturing Ideas


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ideas (Photo credit: Sean MacEntee)

As a writer I don’t do journals, although I jot ideas down on sticky notes and plaster them all over the place.  A journal probably would be a more organized way of keeping these bits together; however, it’s like finding a forgotten treasure when I come across one of these yellow bits stuck inside my purse,  a book, or my bedside drawer.  The serendipity of surprise is one reason this haphazard method is one I keep hanging onto.   I am a highly organized person, so go figure why I elect not to corral my ideas all tidy-like in one place.  That’s it–I don’t want to pen up my ideas, choosing to momentarily capture them until I can tame them into proper writing. Journals haven’t worked for me.  I am a bit of a hypocrite since I urge my creative writing students to keep a journal for class.  Ssh, don’t tell them I am not doing as I am saying.

I did keep a journal once, for about six months.  The tedium of writing my thoughts down on a daily basis wore on me like the nagging need to exercise.  Seeing that spiral bound notebook reminder me I had to complete an entry for the day. Ideas, sensing the need to appear scuttled away into my cerebral crooks and crannies.  I abandoned the process after about three months.  Recently when decluttering my bedside shelf I came across the journal  and began reading.  What drizzle!  I tore out the pages and now have a notebook that’s one-third free for better purposes like to-do lists.  Story ideas tend to sneak up on me in the least likely moments and I find I must quickly net them before they evaporate. My net of choice are sticky notes.  Capture ideas–yes, tame? Not really.  My best ideas creep up on my brain while I doze and twitch and tease like the Cheshire’s cat’s smile, winking and blinking tormenting me to wake up and quickly try to set them down on paper.

A Post-it note is a piece of stationery with a...

A Post-it note is a piece of stationery with a re-adherable strip of adhesive on the back, designed for temporarily attaching notes to documents and other surfaces. Although now available in a wide range of colors, shapes, and sizes, Post-it notes are most commonly a 3-inch (76 mm) square, canary yellow in color. A unique low-tack adhesive allows the notes to be easily attached and removed without leaving marks or residue, unless used on white boards. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The dilemma becomes whether I wake and write down the idea thus cease my napping, or hope the idea lingers long enough upon waking to render it upon my handy stash of Post-Its.  Usually, like the final etchings of the sun’s rays upon the horizon, I barely catch the idea as it balances between the my slumbering and awakening consciousness.Most of the time the ideas seemed so loomingly real and lucid I have every confidence they will walk themselves out of my id onto my laptop and flip over to revel their bellies in submission.  Not so.  These ideas only appear to be in submission, they usually scamper away like coquettish kittens around the corner only to tease me with their presence.  If I’m lucky I manage to procure one or two meaningful words or even a sentence before the complete idea vanishes into wisps of wakefulness.

Once, I dreamed an entire story about dealing with circular logic.  I raced down to my computer and typed it out.  With only the slightest of revisions it became a story which Highlights for Children published and Boyds Mills Press  later included it in one of their anthologies.  Getting a dream story down in its entirety doesn’t happen often; in fact, I think that was the only time I managed to get the story placed from dream to page before it lasped away into the mists of wakefulness once again.

Here are is a partial collection of Serendipity Surprises I found recently:

  • timeless birthday, doorbell, grandma–this one came to me while out walking and it had something to be with a Bradburian idea of a woman who seemingly lives on forever (a birthday wish fulfilled?) and smiles when she hears a background trumpet (a birthday tribute or the Rapture?)  I think the story appeared better in my brain than in my outline
  • ten minute tidbits–we have a lot of construction stops going on that hinder the daily progress of life and I thought this could be an article about how to best spend those stretched out moments of waiting. (I have a harmonica in my glove compartment for those times in hopes I will one day become harp proficient).
  • a funny thing happened on the way to the library–a recount of my interesting career of applying for the head librarian position at our school’s library and how I ended up becoming a teacher due to the state’s requirement all school librarians must have a teaching certificate (and with all the budget cuts in place this is no longer true, but hey, I have discovered that I love teaching–and some days I actually like it)

I have an entire folder filled with sticky note captures.  Now if I could only find enough time to sit down and shape these mind meanderings into meaningful prose and poetry. I imagine this is what my brain looks like prior to being sticky-noted:

Post-It Note Art Collage (PINAP)

Post-It Note Art Collage (PINAP) (Photo credit: Adrian Wallett)

Serependity of Surprise: I can’t imagine I will ever suffer from writer’s block as long as I keeping finding these paper  squares hiding, ready to remind me that to be a writer is be a tamer of ideas.
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23 Jun 2012
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Airport Moments


Cover of "The Terminal (Widescreen Editio...

Cover of The Terminal (Widescreen Edition)

 

I’m sitting here in the middle of a two hour layover at an airport that could use a serious makeover.  There is a pervasive nuance of worn out and drone in this place.  It’s not that I’m a world traveler and have a large repertoire of airports to pull out from experience to offer up comparisons, I’m calling it as I see it.  Plus, having caught a flight out of an especially aesthtic airport this morning (Portland–PDX–Orgeon progressive at its best),  it’s a real let down to spend excess time in a rundown terminal.  I shall not name it, except to say it’s in the Southwest and it’s hot out there.  Real hot.  Like I hope I have a covered tarmac to the plane because it’s heatstroke weather hot outside. (I didn’t–I nearly melted like a candy bar left on the dashboard)

Being between flights there is not much to do.  On the other hand, there is plenty to do in the people watching department.  My writer’s mind is storing all sorts of vignettes as I pretend I’m occupying myself with my laptop (well, I guess I am–this post is proof).

First Moment:
People-mover walkways never cease to amaze me.  Why do people walk on boring airplane motiff carpet when they can be transported on the rolling terminal sidewalk?  A fave is to stride aboard and walk with purpose, as if I am a Person Of Importance. Slow movers ride the right side as I power-walk down to my place of destination. The scenario:

“Sylvia checked her voice mail quickly, before reconfirming her flight and gate number.  Securing her phone into her purse, she mentally rehearsed her opening remarks  once again, allowing spots of applause and appreciative chuckles within the time frame.  Her thoughts were hampered by the incessant recording “the sidewalk is ending–please watch your step.”  Wait, that could be a metaphor.  Life is like a moving sidewalk in that we simply step on and roll through life and if we aren’t careful we can end up stumbling at the end.  Sylvia decided she would work it into remarks.”

Second Moment:
How does someone end up working behind an airport Burger King counter?  I pondered this as the cashier rang up my purchase. Did she think at fifteen that she would be handing back, “Have a nice day” with someone’s change when she was 32?  Would she go back, if possible, and say, “Girl, listen up to the counselor. You had better sign up for geometry, take that Biology II class, and don’t forget to study for your vocabulary test on Wednesday, otherwise you will be still wearing that zip up fugly polyster uniform when you get out of high school.”  She maybe took the wrong Frost path.

Third Moment:
“Look at this, no hands.  It’s self-propelled.”  This comment is directed to the woman in the airport courtesy wheelchair. The attendant grins widely as he walks alongside her.  She looks over at him like he’s popped a lugnut off his hubcap and his sanity is seriously wobbling.  Then, she smiles and they both share a laugh before he grabs a hold of the handle and continues pushing her towards her flight.  My thought: “Cool.  Way to make a rainbow in the middle of day.”

There are many more micro-moments: the guy in a ponytail, too tight plaid bermuda shorts and too small Calvin and Hobbes t-shirt and no visible carry-on luggage (hmmmm…), the grandma next to me reading her e-reader (who says Greys don’t do tech?),  the anxious bumped passengers waiting to get their name called off the short list (reactions range from resignation to disgruntled subdued rants shared on phones).

I remember watching a movie with Tom Hanks and Catherine Zeta-Jones a few years back, The Terminal,where due to circumstances beyond his control, Hanks ended up living at the airport, all the while harboring a passion for Jones, who is a stewardess.  I would not want to live at the airport, at least not this one.

Eve Bunting wrote a picture book, Flyaway Home,  about a father and young son who choose to live at an airport instead of the streets.  Both the movie and the book showed how airports are made for short visits and not lengthy stays.  Wait–my flight is finally being called.  I’m bound for home, or will be home soon enough.  Airports, are best suited for destination portals, and people watching.  Home addresses they do not make.

 

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17 Jun 2012

What’s Love Got to Do With It?


What’s Love Got to Do With It?.

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17 Jun 2012
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What’s Love Got to Do With It?


Zora Neale Hurston, American author. Deutsch: ...

Zora Neale Hurston, American author. Deutsch: Zora Neale Hurston Español: Zora Neale Hurston (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Cover of "Their Eyes Were Watching God"

Cover of Their Eyes Were Watching God

Tina Turner belts out a great 80’s tune about love and relationships and her personal point-of-view on the whole age-old matter of that interpersonal sparking that goes on between man and woman.  That tune kept running through my mind as I read Zora Neale Hurston‘s Their Eyes Were Watching God.  I think Janie and Tina would have been soul sisters or at least would have gone out for a girl chat at the local Starbucks.

TEWWG is not a title I would have picked up on my own.  I’m not a fan of dialect-heavy text, hence I don’t do a lot of Mark Twain either.  Simply tell me the person is Irish, Swedish, Southern, or illiterate Northern and I get the idea.  All the enhanced ‘taint so, hissa, and blimeys wear on my inner ear after awhile. Since Hurston’s book is on my list of AP Literature texts we will explore in class next year  I have plucked away at Janie’s vernacular and have come away an enriched reader. Why? Hurston’s writing style is mesmerizing.  I also came away with another plucky female protagonist to add to my list.  Janie is a survivor, and an admirable individual with or without a man in her life.  She’s got chutzpah. Janie is one of literature’s greatest philosopher’s concerning love:

“Love ain’t somethin’ lak uh grindstone dat’s de same thing everywhere and do de same thing tuh everything it touch. Love is lak de sea. It’s uh movin’ thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from de shore it meets, and it’s different with every shore” (20.7).

We as readers witness how Janie experiences love in three different forms: an unwilling, immature teenager who’s ignited imaginings of love are reduced to serving as a farm hand; a trophy wife whose own needs become buried as her social position rises; and finally as the woman fulfilled in a marriage of choice.

Written in 1937 (literary wagging tongues say Hurston did so in seven weeks), Hurston’s novel covers many issues reflective of the times.  If we can set those aside and concentrate on Janie, I would comment on how Janie set a standard worth noting: marry for love, even if it cross grains tradition and common sense.

What does love have to do with marriage?  Everything, according to Janie.  Tina gave us her opinion about it in the eighties, but Janie had it hands-down in thirties. Let the love meet you on the shore of life.

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P.S. Halle Berry presents an admirable Janie in the movie version of the book.  While the movie condenses the book greatly, Janie’s character is captured well by the beauteous Berry.

 

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13 Jun 2012
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Book, Book, Booker Award


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c. 50 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

One, Two, Three What do I appreciate…BOOKS!!!

Oh yes, indeedy I love books and being nominated for the Booker Award is insanely amazing–I would apologize for my enthusiasm,yet how can I contain my happy dance about being nominated for a blogger award that is all about what this blog is all about–books and all its components, like writing, writers, reviews, all that words stuff.

So a big ol’ thanks to valerierlawson for nominating me.  Here is what it looks like:

And here is what it is all about:

The award goes to blogs that are at least 50% about books–allowance for readings or writing (glad about that)

The next part is tough. To receive the award the blogger must share the top five favorite books ever read. My, my, my–that’s almost cruel.  I will have to pause and give it some thought.

The other part is almost as tough since I must select  5-10 other wonderful book blogs to pass on the award.  I’ll start here first:

Without a doubt Literary Tiger. I appreciate LT’s comments, insights, and humor.  A definite Book Booster.

Another definite is Eagle-Eyed Editor whose wit and way with words is wonderful. I enjoy our blog chit-chats.

If we are talking bookworms (says so right on the banner), let’s mention shelovesreading. This blogger loves books, writes about books, promotes books. That’s a blogger worth a Booker Award mention.

Now back to favorite reads.  These are by no means my ultimate top five reads; however, they are among the books I would pack in a trunk if being dropped off on an island ala Tom Hanks and no volleyballs were about.

1.  The Bible.

2.  To Kill a Mockingbird

3.  Pride and Prejudice or maybe Emma or do I have to chose one Jane Austen?

4.  Jane Eyre

5. The Oxford Dictionary.

If you want to know my reasons why, drop in and we can chat.  I love talking books.  I do indeed.

Here are some other book blogs to consider:

1000novelsandme

bibliophiliacs

If I missed mentioning your blog and you know I should know about it I will plead finals week weariness. I am creating this post after a 12 hour day of meetings, doling out finals, and grading finals.  Is there any dark chocolate in the house?

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06 Jun 2012
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Farewell to Ray Bradbury


cover by Tom Canty of a reprint edition

Photo of Ray Bradbury.
Photo of Ray Bradbury. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Ray Bradbury. I discovered him back in college, maybe even in high school.  I devoured his books and reread Dandelion Wine, always wondering why it hasn’t transferred to film like so many of his other stories.  His stories and books are part of my teaching curriculum.  His effortless way with imagery and metaphor are sterling examples I held up to my students as exemplars.  I show his Ray Bradbury Theater episodes in Creative Writing, Freshmen English, Sophomore English, and plan to study his Farenheit 51 in AP Senior English.  I have savored the notion Bradbury has  somewhat been a co-teacher in my classroom. 

Ray Bradbury was and is a favorite author, not so much for his outstanding stories, but for his youthful outlook.  After showing some of his interview clips to students they appreciated his writing that much more.  “He’s a pretty cool guy.” High praise from a fifteen year old.

So, this is farewell, for now, Ray.  Your books and stories, dreams, and innovations and imagination will live on in your words.

Ray Bradbury

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06 Jun 2012
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The ABC’s of Blog Maintenance


Like cars, blogs require basic maintenance in order to perform at their best.  There’s analogy in that statement I could pursue about oil and air pressure relating to tags and categories, but I’m not sure I can pull it off.

I think I need to add a disclaimer about this post: I am still very much a blogger newbie.  It is not my intention to offend anyone.  It is also not my intention to come off sounding like a know-it-all-bloggy pants (especially when my hits and follower stats aren’t at huge impressive numbers…yet).  I simply felt compelled to share some observations and what better way than through the trite and true method of ABC-ing.

American Broadcasting Company

American Broadcasting Company (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

*I am at the virtual podium*

CM: ahem…thank you for stopping by.  Some of you may be veteran bloggers of a million followers and quadrillion hits, while others of are just getting started.  And some of you might be in between those extremes.  Here are some basic ABCs of blogging.

A is for appreciate.  Stop by other blogs and comment, click “like”, or simply browse the site.  No one wants to write in a void, and everyone appreciates a bit of appreciation.

A is also for advertise.  Toss out a kudo about another blogger’s post through your writing, via one of those nifty blogger awards, or even link up another post through a Zemanta click.

Blogging Heroes

Blogging Heroes (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

B is broadening your scope.  You might have started your blog with only one subject in mind (the wonders of bottle cap collecting, for instance).  Why not launch out and discuss how bottles came to be invented or include a craft article on bottle cap wind chimes?  Broadening your blog content can attract new readers.

Bottle Caps

Bottle Caps (Photo credit: merfam)

C can be for connecting and contributing and customizing.  Connecting is all about developing relationships with other bloggers, creating a bit of cyberspace friending (sans Zuckerman, thank you).  Contributing is commenting and replying to posts, adding your two-cents and maybe even a dollar’s worth to a topic.  Finally let’s cut to customizing, that need to get your style thing going.  As you continue posting establish a voice, tone, persona for your blog.  Find your niche–are you witty, eccentric, knowledgeable, graphically inclined, inspiring?  Your followers will look forward to the character you give your posts.

There are many other important components to blog maintenance.  These simple ABCs are only a start.

Thank you for your time.

*slight nod of head in acknowledgement*

Happy Pages

and Happy Blogging

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