If I had any traffic

If I had any traffic, I'd be able to ask where Prolouge should be a prologue to. Should it be the intro to Jen's Whirled, my point of view on the craziness or what I see as 'Obvious' or common sense... although man others disagree or should it dive into the nest of ADD that I'm in and surrounds each part of my life? Do they braid together? Or do I keep it as a separate sting beside Jen's Whirled and reserve it for basics and foundational things?

To ponder.

I can say though, as I read more, I write more. I'm still uncomfortable with the open diary on the coffee table aspect, but I can at least see some value to it, for now.

Losing the Forest

To my friend. Please don't mistake lack of comment for lack of readership. These are blogs. They are by their nature voyeuristic.  People can only reply 'Hugs' so many times before sounding redundant, even to themselves.

That being said, I also believe you are doing this for yourself. Not for them to read, but for you to write. They may not read each day, it may even take time to return and reflect.

When you write something as raw and open as you have, it may be more timeless or representative of our time.

I send you good thoughts on your healing. Only you can choose to continue the path.

Once Bitten

My friend that has been blogging (link given previously) had a recent encounter where someone threw it in his face.  Several thoughts on this, only a fraction of I will post here.

First "Bad Form" Quote from Hook. While this guy is putting his memories of his life out there, someone else throws out that this is a Bad thing to do. Obviously, you are here. There is no proof the 'flinger of trash' ever was.  I don't know the relationship between these tow, so it makes it a little tough out of context. I'll try not to make any gross assumptions. The commenter on the blog cited cowardice as a reason. I disagree.  Now we start to get too close to my real thoughts and feelings on subjects... Something I try my darndest to keep away from... I think it is more like what Dion himself mentioned on a separate trip down memory lane.

   "We tend to pick on the weaker than us I guess."

While his reflection was while he was in the position of Bully, it is equally valid turned around. I think by him taking an independent position and professing addiction, some might perceive this as weakness. Most especially, a weakness to fear. More like a contagion that can be caught somehow.

Can Of Worms

So last night a friend of mine posed a question. He had expressed the desire to start a blog, which thanks to Heather of CraftLit and Brenda Dayne of Cast-On, I knew where I could point him.


dionscott.blogspot.com He was surprised by the speed and quantity of the feedback he received.  My opinion:
 Part of having a blog is To open the can [of worms] and the organic process of what crawls out.




I have not so far been very good at that myself. While I know the whole point is to put opinion or interest 'out there' it feels so much like a diary left open on the coffee table of Starbucks.


Is that the point? Baring a piece of yourself, or all of yourself for that matter?

Prologue

Prologue because I'm not really a writer, or apparently even a speller... We'll see how this goes.


I can't even say what most of my writing will be about. I have been told I have a different point of view on things, so maybe we can go with that.