I can remember when I used to wish that advertisers would stop sending mail. You know, those things with envelopes. I’d walk to the mail station down the street to retrieve the bills I needed to pay along with, hopefully, a real letter from someone I care about. Lo and behold, my little compartment would …
That Contrite Decision
Have you ever been in that state of mind where you’re certain you can make the situation better with just a few tweaks? Nothing major, mind you. They’re the types of adjustments that show little on the surface, if at all, but you’re positive the changes will greatly improve your life in so way. After …
Reader or Email Subscription?
I have been blogging at WordPress.Com for a little over ten years. When I dwell on this fact, I start wondering why I haven’t paid more attention to this host site. Some of their improvements over the years, I consider to be utter ludicrousness. (Please don’t take the original editor away!) One of the many features …
Reciprocating Follows
I started blogging in 2004 -- or was it 2005 -- or was it 2003. Anyway, I’m not a newbie by any means. As a personal blogger, one of my major activities should and is traveling through the blogosphere visiting other blogs and writing comments about what I’ve read. It’s known as common courtesy. They …
A Time I Long To Be
Jeri Walker is an author and editor who I’ve know online for a few years. Last year she launched her second blog, Arresting Imagery as a free writing prompt service using pictures. In this post, I’m using her picture entitled Early Bird. ∴ I imagine the west, during its younger days, was filled with quietness …
Solutions, 10, The Edge
It’s been scarcely over a week since I’ve had a post published on this blog. The lack of contact through WP has all been so that I can make some decisions that may or may not make any difference in my life. I’m not one to put things off. I want problems solved the minute …
Lethargic Blogging
I’ve been so immersed in reading about plotting and with the WIP that I haven’t given a thought about a post for my mid-week entry here in my blog. I finished the book 2K to 10K, making notes along the way. (I think I told you this on Saturday too. Shows how muddled my brain …
An Open Letter To WordPress
I wasn’t going to do this but now that I’ve read the comments for this post, I feel that it MUST be reblogged. ‘Strength is in numbers’ and all that. Please reblog this if you feel the same and please tweet it or put it out there on the media site of your choice.
Dear WordPress.com,
I am loath to write yet another letter to you, since I typically prefer to spend my time writing actual blog posts, but I’ve been bitching on Twitter and in your forums to no avail, so maybe you’ll pay attention to a blog post. It’s not likely, but hey, you never know.
Please, stop. Just put down whatever you’re working on and stop with the futzing. You have been tinkering under my hood long enough and you know what? None of the “improvements” you’ve made are actually improvements.
Below, you will find explanations as to why your improvements aren’t improvements sorted conveniently by feature.
Post Editor
Let’s talk about this “Beep beep boop” post editor nightmare with less than half the functionality of the old editor. Thankfully, you haven’t taken away the old editor yet. However, I fully expect that one day, I will go to write a…
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I've Returned
I wish I could have thought of a better title for this post. This one is bland, isn’t it? I even looked at a thesaurus. The word, returned, is as exciting as it gets. I’ve missed reading your blogs. Were you even aware that I was absent from your domains? Chances are you didn’t know. …
Don't Be Too Hasty
I decided that I needed a category for those times when I write about the idiocy of my daily life. I’m calling it Pure Nonsense. I think it fits perfectly. Hopefully you’ll learn from the stupid decisions I make during the course of a day. And to start it off… Don’t Be Too Hasty …
The Dilemma of Distractions
Writing is a solitary activity. Trying to do it with someone else is impossible; at least it is for me. I envy people who can separate themselves from everything else in almost any situation. When I was still in college, I would see them on the bus, writing business notes or a letter to someone. …
