I love you to the bloggy moon and back !
I am at a place now where I am quite happy , the past 3 weeks for me have been a illness fest and yes I have to go back to deal with the snooze ( nose) . The blogosphere has this year been both very cruel to be and very kind , and the kinds outweighs the cruelty and this is what I most focus on. My blogging has taken me places that I can only dream of and blogging isn't about the freebie ,it is about the exepriance of being with people or taking part in an experience.
I have learnt so much this year and whilst not being twee I have grown as a person , I have learnt to be more guarded and an implosion mid year saw me seeing who my true blogging friends are, I believe there is someone for everyone and whilst I may not be your cup of tea and cake , I will be to someone. Now what is it with me not hating it is a tolerance I suppose , I really don't want my soul or ideals tainted and I want to be able to just go with the blogging ebbs and flows.
I blog on a whim and a prayer.
I wouldn't have it any other way.
I remember back in my youth I could have had a career as a reporter on a YTD sceme . I'd seen 'Press Gang ' I had a full Julia Swalia perm , I remember being shown into the editors office , I wasn't at all nervous.
I thought I had it in the bag until the very last question the one that defines you are 'the' journalist. The question was
"Do you believe in winning and coming first "
And this is where I failed at the journalist hurdle for I answered " That it didn't matter if you win or lost" seems this was the wrong answer to which he preposterousily declared " I believe only in winning"
Strangely I didn't get the job , but so what I'm a journalist in my own right , my grammar may take a holiday but bananas . This is why I love my true friends to the bloggy moon and back.
I blog on a whim and a prayer.