Another year has come and gone. 2016: not so great. Do I have hopes for 2017? Yes, actually, I do although I’m aware that it could turn out to be even worse. But being the eternal optimist: 2017 will hopefully bring reason and empathy back to the planet.
I’m still not over the too early deaths of so many favourite actors, singers, musicians, writers.
Politics, do I even want to mention politics? Not really.
Personal? Not much change, except for my failed attempts at dieting. I still live in chaos, which shows on my waistline. Giving it another go in 2017. I know I can do it. I hope…
The SO, the cat, the dog, are all doing well.
A few weeks ago I wrote about an online course, Write101 on EdX, from the University of Queensland. It focuses on grammar and style. I announced that I’d audit it actively (this means no pay, but participating in the assignments), but I’ve since changed my mind.
I’ll continue auditing the course, but I’m not going to submit the assignments. This is not an easy course. There are grammar MOOCs out there where you can simply rush through with a minimum of work, and the quizzes are simple enough. Not so this one. Continue reading “MOOCy Monday: My Write101 online course”→
It’s been two years yesterday. Where did the time go? And what am I doing here anyway?
When I discovered the internet in the Nineties, I was delighted by the possibilities for communication across borders and barriers. I started out discussing on mailing lists. I loved them, but they became obsolete. Then came forums. I loved them even more, but by now they are pretty much unknown. I then moved to livejournal which I didn’t love all that much. It was a strictly fandom place, and at times I felt like being back at highschool with all the goings-on there. Eventually I gave it up. I never got warm with facebook, liked g+, but most people I knew weren’t there. I only now tentatively tip my toes into the stormy twitter ocean. Instagram and whatnot I don’t even bother with. I have nothing to say. I’m neither an artist nor a great photographer. I’m an introvert and I’m also a coward because I don’t really want to expose myself to all the hatred and idiocy that goes around in comments these days. And I never wanted to write a journal. So why am I here?
I’ve seen people blog. About their art, about their crafts, about their food, about their ideas. I liked it and wanted to try it, especially for the online learning that had caught my fancy around that time. I dutifully followed blogging101, but towards the end, we lost our dog, and that put a damper on any enthusiasm for communication I had at that time.
Then I got a new dog and blogged about her. I wrote a bit. I took some pictures. It all was more or less blah. I don’t consider myself expert enough on anything to confidently write about it. Interested: yes. Expert: no. Add to that the fact that I don’t really have time to write
good blog posts, research topics, find good pictures… I started a schedule for myself but couldn’t keep it up. I merely plodded along.
Enter the Friday Fictioneers. A weekly picture prompt for flash fiction. There are many challenges around, but this one appealed to me instantly. I entered and was welcomed by many with friendly words and hearts. I couldn’t be happier with that choice. People have been understanding and encouraging. I see that all writers, published or not, ambitous or not, more or less struggle with the same issues. And this helps. Writing a 100 word flash fiction post every week is something I can manage most weeks. I stuck with it and that’s where I’m now. I can still communicate with people, but it doesn’t burn me out.
Amazingly, there are still a few people from the first blogging days around. Thank you, old friends. And a good number of new friends have come. Thank you, new friends. Onwards to year 3. 🙂
A girl from the neighbourhood. She was a good friend throughout our school years, but later we lost touch. I’m still in touch with another childhood friend, but we didn’t go to school together. I never really was into the ‘best friend’ thing.
If you had to have your vision corrected would you rather: glasses or contacts? Or what do you use if you need to have your vision corrected?
When I was a kid and it was found out that I was shortsighted, I had to wear one of these cheap, ugly, old-fashioned type of glasses that have become fashionable again a while ago. I hated it. Although I later got a bit more modern frames, I couldn’t wait until I earned my own money and get contacts. I wore them for many years, but then I got an eye infection and after that they just didn’t agree with me any longer. So it’s back to glasses, but that’s not such a drama any more compared to what it was when I was a teen. Back then, where I lived, wearing glasses, especially for girls, was a very bad thing.
Happy Easter everyone who celebrates. Happy spring festival, or just a good time looking forward to warm days with flowers and fresh greenery to everyone else.
I have a few days off, but that doesn’t make me any less busy. I’m using the time to try out some recipes for dog treats (Maia is nicely relaxed now, we need to do a bit more training). I made soft liver treats that can be cut into tiny pieces, and she likes them very much. I made a quiche with kale for Easter, a braided yeast bread thing which has become a bit of a tradition for holidays (I have a good recipe, it always works out great, thus it is fun to make). And so, stuffed with yummy food, I’m late for Cee’s Share Your World challenge again. Continue reading “Share Your World – 2016 Week 12”→