It’s been a wild three months or so, since I started Spinning. As a writer, I’m glad to say that in keeping up this weblog I’ve been writing every day–not something I was prone to do without a commitment that exists within my mind to this. In just the past couple weeks I’ve taken the bold steps into upgrading to the PRO account in Typepad–the one that gives you the ability to write html and fiddle with CSS and other strange initialled things I knew absolutely nothing about.
I turned to books for help–I’m sorry, but it’s always been my way. But there’s closer help a couple clicks away, and that is how I’ve managed to perform the magic tricks with Spinning that I’m still learning and enjoying learning how to do. The folks at Typepad have always been able to help with some questions I didn’t even know enough about to put in words I thought they’d understand. But they did, and quickly responded and guided me through them. I’ve also discovered the Typepad User Group Forum that is a wealth of information given by friendly people whom I’ll never meet but be eternally indebted to for their ready and professional help.
Spinning was something I was pushed into without even knowing what a weblog was. Spinning has brought me into things besides writing that I didn’t know I wanted to know about. It’s changed my direction in life and it’s changed my days (although I must get back to making suppers and sleeping, I suppose).
Odd, isn’t it; that sometimes when we find ourselves in places where we didn’t expect to be, it’s often just a different world as seen from our own comfy computer chair.
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Blogging: Dontcha just love it? It’s certainly presents an uncommonly unique way in which to view the world, unencumbered by the usual prejudices we find elsewhere in our lives. It’s sometimes a pleasure, occassionally a chore, but always an experience. Bloggers for the large part are a kind and sharing lot. If you’re honest and caring you can have your moments, as everyone does, that range from foolish all the way to total jackassiness, and no one points fingers. Over time, one learns the tastes of those who stop by on a fairly regular basis, and we tend, albeit subconsciously, to write to those tastes. The real treasure in blogging, however, comes from self-discovery. We learn as much about ourselves as we do any thing or any one else. It’s cathartic, educational, and surely enlightening. It will be a pleasure, i think, to see where Spinning takes us.