If I were a better blogger I would be going to Blogher which is taking place in New York in August (not on my birthday weekends) so I truly have no excuse not to go other than fear of not being known, and a general hatred of large gatherings in which I don’t have a central role. (Hey at least I’m honest.)
If I were a better blogger I would have a reader and comment on at least 100 blogs a week.
If I were a better blogger I would have a brand that I was known for so people wouldn’t be confused when they read my blog about what I write about–anything and everything.
And if I were a better blogger my blog could easily translate into one book; not 20 on vastly different subjects.
If I were a better blogger I would have a kid or three so I could write cute knowing stories and be offered products to place other than horrible books that I’m expected to write glowing reviews of–I don’t.
If I were a better blogger I would focus on making as many Facebook and Twitter friends as possible rather than just having fun on Facebook.
If I were a better blogger I would be 20 years younger than I am or face being “old” and write for Eons (I’m not into nostalgia in the traditional sense so this doesn’t work.)
If I were a better blogger I would know HTML well and figure out what’s wrong with my blog so that it shows on readers and Networked blogs. (Honestly because of my disability I don’t even try.)
If I were a better blogger I would use my disability for fame and fortune. Though when you have NLD it’s easy to be bright and verbal and almost impossible to figure out a game plan.
If I were a better blogger I would have a game plan despite my inability to figure one out.
When I began blogging six years ago this month nobody I knew had heard of blogs. They patronized me for caring. Then my blog became read and got publicity. Only I found my life blog-centric which wasn’t helping me get published or make money. Now that blogs are the way to godliness and a better more wonderful life I have about as much desire to keep my blog up as I have to become Mother Teresa.
I keep my blog as I still believe I’m talented. I might be lacking in self-esteem but I know how to tell a story. I don’t feel comfortable in this world of shameless self promotion (not that it’s called that anymore) but I’m not sure I feel totally comfortable in the world at large.
The only thing that I’m bitter about is not knowing I had NLD at least ten years ago. I could have planned my life better while I was still comparatively young. Blogging would have come after writing, not before it.
However I didn’t. Now that I have my house and life somewhat together I can finish what I began so long ago. I always begin years in September–will always be on a school year calender even if most begin in August now.
This is my year and welcome to it.
For the months of August and September I’m putting in old posts. If you have any favorites….Might do this through the end of the real year. That way I can clean my blog and focus on things more important to me while letting people see what I have done