Monthly Archives: March 2014

Why My Blog Is Destined To Fail

This is only my second blog entry and I realized that neither my writing style nor my subject matter is destined to create a “must see” blog within the blogosphere.  I’m not even sure if anyone uses the term blogosphere.  Worse, after doing a little research, I’ve come to the conclusion that nothing I write about will garner me any success in this medium.  I believe it so strongly that I came up with reasons why my blog will never gain traction. Consider this my own take on “how not to blog”.  I won’t list them all, as there are many, but feel free to provide any additional reasons why I will crash and burn.  I appreciate positive reinforcement even if it is negative.

I Won’t Blog About Blogging

While doing my extensive reading of various blogs, I’ve noticed that a lot of people are blogging about blogs.  What makes a successful blog.  What to blog about.  How to create a blog that will promote your other, more important blog.  While I’m sure these have value, the volume of  blogs about blogging confuses me.  There’s just so many of them,  I’m sure many of these are written by experts, and I mean no disrespect, but at this point, hasn’t it all been said?  Me?  I’m no expert.  I won’t be imparting any blog wisdom and what I will write about may only be of interest to the small group of people who actually know me – and even that is wishful thinking.

I Can’t Teach You To Be Happy, A Better Parent, Or How To Make Cupcakes Look Like Bunnies By Using Nilla Wafers And Gumdrops

Okay, here’s the deal.  I’m pushing fifty.  I’ve had my share of heartache, tragedy and good times.  I have no kids, am post-menopausal, have PTSD and depression, and a medical condition that causes constant vertigo.  I’m hanging on by a thread here. Many blogs I’ve read are about self-improvement.  How to make yourself happier, smarter, more successful, healthy.  Personally, I think most of us know the answers to many of those questions and no matter how much we read about it, it doesn’t mean shit unless we get off our own asses and do something.  Sure, there may be a momentary boost to our motivation after reading something that reinforces what we already know, but it’s a safe bet that many of us are back to having the same old problems by the next morning.  Will I talk about events in my life that have formed me, impacted me and how I coped?  Of course.  I’m a writer who doesn’t have that active an imagination.  Writing about my life comes easy.  Maybe you’ll glean something from my writing, I don’t know.  But don’t look for me to be instructional.  Sure, I’m good at some things.  I can find an internet bargain on designer handbags. My penmanship is nice, although that won’t get me anywhere online.  I’m a good cook.  And although I could tell you how to make the world’s best butter cookie, I’m hesitant to divulge my secret.  Hell, those cookies are one of the best things I’ve got going for me. But, I’ll give you a hint: the secret ingredient is butter.

I Have A Short Attention Span

At any given time, I probably have about four trains of thought rumbling through my head, all chugging along to the beat of whatever song is also swirling around my noggin.  Since this blog isn’t a linear story, I anticipate that it will veer dramatically from fashion to elephants to the time my mother believed she was Christopher Columbus.  Not a reincarnation – the actual man.  People who actually know me have long figured out that when it comes to telling a story, I take the long way home.  And I am a girl with an eye for anything shiny.  I may find myself in the midst of writing, then see a butterfly outside my window and become hopelessly distrac…

Where was I?  Oh yeah.  So, I suppose the point is, my writing may have no point.  Do I hope some people find it entertaining?  Yes, of course I do.  Would it thrill me to have someone come back for a second look?  Absolutely.  Am I planning on seeing my blog listed among those blogs that many bloggers blog about?  Nope, not at all.  But, I’m going to give it a try anyway.

Thanks for stopping by.  Until next time~



The Other Shoe

So, like millions of other people, I decided to start a blog.  It isn’t because I feel I have anything particularly inspiring or insightful to say.  Rather, it seems the thing to do these days, especially for writers who are looking forward to getting published some day.  Oh, I’ve had a few short stories published, but nothing of much consequence.  It is the novel – the one in rough draft form that sits unedited on my desk – that I am hoping will see the publishing light of day sometime soon.  It’s not quite the “great American novel”, unless fixations with sociopaths, murder and dark humor are part of the lexicon that are the mainstream themes of Americana.  They are, however, subjects about which I’ve always been fascinated and those that my entire family seem to relish.  That’s partly why I’ve called my blog, “The Other Shoe.”

I haven’t led an exciting life by most people’s standards, but it has been eventful, mostly in a jarring way.  I live in constant anticipation of the other shoe dropping.  For some reason, in my mind, it’s always the right shoe that falls – never the left – and at my age, I have enough right shoes to open up a boutique for a very select, and lopsided clientele.  For many years I remained poised like a cat to pounce on that next shoe.  Ready to take action, control the situation with strength and poise.  Lately though, I find myself acting more like a possum; frozen and immobile in hopes that the shoe doesn’t hit me.

I’m not quite sure where this blog will take me, but I suspect some of it will be telling my story, in a way that I hope at least resonates with some people.  I hope it is funny.  I hope that it’s at least marginally interesting enough to keep people reading.  And I hope that it helps me grow as a writer, even if that means accepting critical feedback.  Just don’t send me any right shoes.  I have more than I will ever need.

‘Til the urge strikes me again ~



Like the flowers of Spring, this blog is coming soon.