I have an opinion on just about everything. And generally speaking, that opinion is strong. So, when offered the opportunity to begin blogging, I thought, "Why not?"
I followed the directions on creating this Blog, set up my template, chose my colors, and sat down to write. I drew a complete blank. Honestly, it has been about a week since I established this neato URL (since I now know what that stands for) and I can't write. Well, I can write, but I'm not sure how to blog!!!
I could report on the two books I just read....or the meanness of holiday shoppers....and I hope to do that in the very near future. Trouble is, I don't know how to get that cute little picture of the book I'm reviewing up, and I'm afraid I'll be sued for libel if I say anything negative about a book or a restaurant.
I'm sure there are rules and FAQs on how to do all this stuff, but I'm too overwhelmed by my blogging ignorance to take in any more information. I'm suddenly feeling very old. When I hear older people talking condescendingly about how young people spend too much time with email and texting, I sneer glibly to myself...they sound....old. I know how to text and I am completely email-literate. I couldn't live without my computer so you'll never hear my saying, "Technology has made life too impersonal....why email when you can talk on the phone? So much gets lost in the tone/emotion behind the email..."
What I say is, "Why spend 45 minutes on the phone with 15 people trying to reschedule a meeting? Type. Click. You're done. I'm not interested in how you feel about the meeting change."
But that was when I could keep up with new technology.... I should have known this was coming. There were warning signs. I did not master the digital camera very quickly. Oh, I learned it, but not like I had learned other technological advances. I have shied away from the HD/Plasma/LCD items so that my ignorance would not be in evidence. The next hint that I was getting older was when my daughter learned to text faster than I. I learned HOW to do it then showed her, and she began texting at the speed of light. Right away. She learned which key to hit when you have to hit two "t"s in a row. It seemed instinctive for her. I eventually broke down and had to ask her. Boy is that lowering. I'm not going to tell you how young she is. But she won't drive for 4 more years.
I ignored this warning sign, too. I express my disgust at her speed by yelling things like, "Stop texting at the dinner table!" This makes me feel better about my slow texting skills and scores me some important etiquette points with Emily Post. But what is really frightening is that I now know how those old people felt as they put down my email skills..... they are afraid of the aging process and of not being able to keep up. I know!
I just want to be able to Blog without hurting anyone (including myself). So, as soon as I'm finished being overwhelmed with the aging process: having slowed attention/retention, trouble with posting pictures of books, etc. I'll write a nice little post. Until then, I think blogging is impersonal, gives voice to anonymous mean people and is the cornerstone to all that is wrong with the youth of this country!