what it is to blog…..well I’m obviously not the person to come to.  If you want to join me in blogging 101 I could enjoy the company.  Its bad enough I’ve had to take everything I’ve had set for print into digital format.

Blogging, well I sit down and figure out when I have to time for it.  Well when do I have time for anything.  My day is busy, when I need it to be. So it’s late at night like this one.  But honestly, who really cares?  Do we seriously go through life telling people so much about ourselves through all these different forms of media?  I could get really personal, but leave that more to my personal facebook page. I’m letting it loose and tweeting a few extra things here and there but ha its interesting.  Then there is this about.me.  Was told i needed that. Fantastic, I have one.  Now what?  Tumblr?  Trying but time makes it tough to put my goals.  Instagram……Wow just the thought of anyone really caring to see my random pictures, why would they care?

All these things we share so freely as if we know each other so personal.  And I suppose we do to some extent.  If you read someone’s book you know the author more, you watch television you feel what they portray to feel, music speaks at so many different levels.  But social media?  The boom has been phenomenal.  I remember the dial up.  Oh bloody hell that dial up. Nails on a chalkboard.  (aha, I still haven’t told my age but I’ve gotten closer) Now I have a desktop, and a laptops (work) ipod touch and a droid (my R2D2 died, I had a nice funeral for it).  I’ve got a DVR and a PS3.  So much tech, but is it needed?  There are so many ways to connect to people in a whole second, but why?  Does our world get better with that many people in it? I always wondered myself.  I love a lot of my friends, and I love the ones who are enjoying my writing.  

If they want to hear about what I’m eating for breakfast I’m sure I would ablidge, but would it be asked of me? You know I’ve never thought about it.  Hmmm, where would it stop?  Someone mentions a pancake, then asks if I eat one,  I say sure. Then they ask if they could watch me do it…..and if I don’t stop there?  I’m completely amazed at all of it.

I am happy to share a lot that’s asked of me but there is another thing that I have noticed.  And it is definitely interesting.  People love to see posts (on selected social media that is) but how often do they comment?  When a question is asked, how often do they come out of their shell and actually interact with them?  Seems a little one sided. How does one go about getting them out of their shell?  I am seriously curious, and I would LOVE an answer.  I love to talk.  There, you didn’t even have to ask.  But hey, I’m an author and I love words.  I’ve been out in the public doing different things my whole life.  Buts its been in different means.  Never really sure the necessity of all this is .

Don’t get me wrong I am enjoying it.  Its interesting.  I’m sure people are enjoying my fumble in the dark way of getting through this learning curve.  I also think about the last time I spent more than a few hours outside because I am so involved in my computer.  The battery makes it where I don’t have to look at anybody for such a long time.  Is that good for us? Or is it progression? Or shall I ask….*Warning geek comment coming up* have the cybermen have begun to convert us slowly.