There will be a 3WW up on Wednesday. I wrote the story without the three words–relaxes me.
I don’t usually believe in blogging awards but when they’re for a single post, especially one that is personally meaningful, I do. I was nominated for an award on being a teen age rebel who happened to be adopted. So uh vote for me.
I can and never will forget how Karl Rove purposely created schisms in America. More than anybody else in the Bush admin he tried to make Americans hate other Americans. OK, Rove unleashed truly scares me more than Rove in the White House. I’m just glad he resigned on some ground or another. Here’s John Dean, the man who brought down Nixon on him.
Courting began three years ago today. I feel like I should have had a party for it, or bought it a cupcake or something. I forgot about it until I was through with another post.
Three years in blog years is how long Bone? He has a formula for blog years.
It’s a long time. I feel as if its true birth was that November when I first discovered that people actually read blogs.
It was a plain vanilla Blogger blog without even a template. Still people read it. I was beyond shocked. When I had it designed Blogger comments couldn’t be exported into WordPress, and I have been too lazy since then. I did keep the original Courting with its incredible url, freenynyfrombushtoday.blogspot.com. I didn’t know that people would read my blog, but yes I am proud of having the cojones to make up that url. The sentiment is even more meaningful today, and I am proud that so many people have joined me in it.
Of course I thought I could change the url at whim but Blogger didn’t allow that. I was a true blogging novice. Now….
I would get comments telling me to move France, and other really stupid things. Knowing nothing about blogging at the time I ignored the comments.
Once I hit BE blogging overtook my life. And changed it. I found that people liked or didn’t like a quirky New York blogger. People reacted. Truthfully I think that’s what most writers care about most. Though I’m not comment driven. I am feedback driven. There’s a difference.
Courting has never had a theme. It’s not a niche blog. It gets the shit out. Sometimes posts work wonderfully. Other times they totally bomb. I have never cared about that.
I should have a selected Courting posts page, but as I said I’m lazy, and immersed in other things.
I didn’t mean to become a political blogger. I don’t even like politics. But I would write the most innocent things and the radical right took it personally. Damn I believe in The First Amendment. All five parts.
Until after Katrina, the radical right thought that they owned the blogosphere. They felt free to descend on blogs as if they were vultures. Maybe they were. They would tell me if they didn’t like my moral/values. Hello? And they have great ones?
In America we don’t censor. I wish that I could say that with certainty. But then I think of my favorite two minutes of the day. Letterman: Great Presidential Speeches, and all is right/wrong but at least funny.
There is room in the blogosphere for all views. I had a personal enemy. Or she declared herself mine. I can’t get into that. I have noticed that she’s trying to write personal essays instead of just truly sick “Dems don’t deserve to live” posts. She ain’t doing a great job. You have to have some talent to write real posts that don’t just sling venom.
It’s easy to say: I hate. It’s not so easy to try to understand other people’s POV’s. I think I have done a good job at that. I like many people on the right. We’re all people. We all bleed red.
Actually I will take a true Conservative any day over a liberal who just talks about hating Bush. That accomplishes nothing. My original blog url got me noticed. It was an accident. It was the Repub convention and I didn’t have a terrace or a window that faces the street so I couldn’t put up a banner. Plus the coop board would have probably evicted me. We’re not allowed to have personalities.
I haven’t kept up with all the changes in blogging. I wish that I had the time. No, I kind of like doing it the old fashioned way.
I’m sorry if I haven’t done your meme, but uh…And I don’t guest blog right now. I might in the future but uh…..It’s nothing personal. Just that I have finally remembered I set out to write a book four years ago.
Can a blogger blog in mime?
I think I would like that for awhile because this blog did take up so much time.
At first I forgot I had other goals. Then I hated my writing. It’s not good for a writer who has a blog to be so introspective about her own writing. Maybe it is. Maybe it means that I’m learning to look with objective eyes
Today I love my book more than I love my blog. It says a lot of things I have never said here. It’s a coherent story. Or so the Wombat says. He’s a good editor. Better than good.
I have learned that I have a knack for PR. Wish I had known this 20 years ago. But something else I have learned; things happen for a reason or when you’re ready. It doesn’t matter if you’re 30 or not.
If I succeed and I plan to, there are two teenage girls who are old enough to understand how much I have put in to my work. They will understand the importance of having a dream and sticking to that dream. They will understand that most people aren’t overnight successes but work damn hard I think that will be my happiest accomplishment.
One of the teenage girls is old enough to read my book. Her mother said she was laughing out loud. That means a great deal to me because both she and her mother love me so they don’t want to see me hurt. They’re not ones to give false praise.
That’s why my book is so important to me. It’s my chance to show the world that a babyboomer, with the same face she had in high school but better checkbones, can have a quirky, edgy, funny coming of age book published.
She says hopefully. She really still isn’t sure it’s any good. She’s never sure of anything but her love for certain people, for this country, and for the planet we inhabit.
It’s my bloggiversary. I can be as maudlin, non-linear, support the troops by bringing them home, as I like.
After I began blogging and hit BE I read many blogs that had “rules” for blogging. They would say what they liked and didn’t like and expected all people to do the opposite. That made me angry because I have never been a rules girl, blogging is a new medium, and I thought, hell, they hate this–I will do it. Or more usually, I did what I wanted to do.
The blogs that told people what to do, I don’t see most of them around anymore. I’m still here. I don’t usually tell people how great I am but uh…I have had more mainstream publicity than most people. My blog has made me known.
Wow, that does feel kind of exciting. I have to qualify everything. Scared of jinxing my life and my writing world.
Thank you all who have read my blog and reacted in comments, emails or silence. There are many people that I owe my new life to. They know who they are, and will be acknowledged when I have more to say.
Back in the days…when I was young
I’m not a kid anymore
But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again
I wonder why itâ€™s often said that my lifeâ€™s
A fairy tale and everything is so right
I wish that you could know the truth, yeah
My life is real so please donâ€™t get it twisted
Problems the same and got to be dealt with
These are the things I wish you knew, ooh yeah
KARL ROVE, WHO CAME INTO MY CITY, THE CITY THAT WAS ATTACKED, AND SAID “LIBERALS WANT THERAPY FOR TERRORISTS”, RESIGNED TODAY. THERE MIGHT BE JUSTICE IN AMERICA. This is so meaningful on so many levels because New Yorker’s wanted Bin Laden–remember him, hung, and much more.
New York has been screwed often in the past six years. We were the city that was attacked but the government treated us as the enemy, with Rove as the mouthpiece. People finally understand. Yes they do. Everybody has their person in this admin they chose to do something to do when the revolution comes, as some people I know would say. Rove’s mine… He personifies evil to me.Cooper maybe your daddy will get his….