So a couple of days ago I published a post about my last travel experience titled, “Exhaust.” It didn’t get much readership, but I’m really not surprised. I’ve been absent a lot this past year for a variety of reasons, but if you’re blogging you sort of owe it to your audience to actually be blogging 🙂
I also made that post at mid-day and I usually get more readership if I post in the early morning. But I picked up a few more folks with my post yesterday about Mt. Rainier. At any rate, I’m thrilled that I haven’t lost all of my readers and hope they will all return eventually.
I’ve been trying to decide what direction this blog should go. Clearly, not all posts can be about a metaphysical experience while hiking through the wilderness. So maybe I should broaden my view and start looking at some of the writing prompts and just bang something out everyday.
Who knows what I’ll come up with . . .
Rabbit Hole: One of the factors interfering with my writing right now being is that I am actually having neurotoxic reactions from handling the laptop. It seems I’ve developed problems with many plastics or else it’s a chemical treatment applied to the plastics. Sad, but it sort of takes the fun out of using the keyboard.
While I’m not addicted to the stats on our blogs, I do find them interesting at times. I recently passed my 4-year mark of being on WordPress and I was notified that the blog had received over 50,000 all-times views. While I’m sure that those who blog more regularly than me have far exceed that number, it does have a nice ring to it. And viewers came from 135 different countries.
I currently have 306 “published” posts, and I’ve taken down some 200 or so. All-in-all, not bad for four years, but not particularly excellent in terms of numbers comparing that total to those who blog more consistently.
I’ve generally written about the things that inspire me, where the writing feels more like channeling, and there are definite periods where the well has run dry. Particularly in 2021, when I got a bit ticked off at social media plundering, and I found myself residing more in my COVID cave rather than being out in my usual mode of exploration.
Like I say, I’m sure many of you have long passed these milestones but for me, it’s new. And I plan on kicking off this new year with something I don’t usually do at all – a book review. I’m not quite finished reading it so I can’t give you an exact date when I will post, but it will be coming soon.
I feel compelled to write about this book, not because of its wonderful quality, but because of its profound racism and the author’s apparent inability to see it as such. A story of epic proportions for sure, but I don’t believe I’ve seen an author so oblivious to this undercurrent. In fact, at one point he tries to explain it away in a manner that can only be described as face-palm worthy.
So onward into the new year . . .
Feature Photo: This is a pic of a Marina I came upon in Blaine, Washington, right on the border with Canada. The year I arrived, I had intended to cross the border to visit Vancouver Island, but alas, the border was closed, COVID and all. I ran the photo through the editor and enameled it to make it appear more as an oil painting. And I guess I chose this one for this post because, well, I liked it, but also because it can represent that nebulous line between true art, say a painting by a renowned artist, and myself playing about on a computer. It is pleasing to the eye no doubt, but it does lack the painstaking work that a painter must engage in to produce a masterpiece. It serves as the contrast I’ll be exploring in the upcoming book review.
I had to cut the pic way down to get it to fit somewhat with WordPress’s formatting, so here is the full image.
Rabbit-hole: You may have noticed that I put the term “published” in quotes, like I just did now. That is because I find this term very loosely used throughout social media. When I think of being published, I think of a publishing entity, not of our own design and ownership, finding something we have written worthy of being included in said entity’s publication. I don’t think of self-publishing as being the same as being “published.” I see many folks out here identifying with the term “author” and they use this term in conjunction with that word “published,” whereas I would choose the word “writer.” Although I do recognize that the definition of “author” is loose enough to cover virtually anything we pen, thus: “a person who writes a novel, poem, essay, etc.; the composer of a literary work, as distinguished from a compiler, translator, editor, or copyist.” Using these terms loosely means we are all distinguished “published authors,” even if our work is but one line scribbled on a piece of toilet paper. 😊 I guess I’m in my critical judge mode today so I will have a nice belly laugh at myself, pet-peeves and all, while it’s time to hit the “publish” button😊
The title to his post, like most, should immediately tell you what I will be writing about. Or at least give you a clue. And I must admit that sometimes my writing veers way off course and can be meandering through multiple topics that my weird brain somehow links together.
I can rotate the stories I “post” to the top of my page with “post-it notes.” And from time to time, I feel like it is time to change it up a bit. Give the cover a different look so to speak.
This time around, I picked stories or poetry of mine that had the highest number of likes. This is biased because some of my oldest stories really weren’t given much exposure because I didn’t have as many followers at the time they were posted. Also, giving certain posts more exposure now at the top of the page necessarily fuels the bias.
Nevertheless, this is always fun. I’ve noticed that readers seem to enjoy the posts that are really expressive, raw, full of emotion, personal, maybe even heart-wrenching, or conversely inspiring. That makes sense because people have the desire to feel.
They want to be touched.
I’ll be back with some new posts here pretty soon, but in the meantime, if you haven’t seen these six before, have a look. 😊
Photos: These pics are from a dome-roofed structure on the grounds of the Atlantis Hotel in the Bahamas. I was not staying there as a guest. I was merely touring the place. They have no relation to this post at all, except maybe in the context of seeing new things, and being fun 🙂
To begin with, I’m not going to be talking about the recent, failed, siege of the US Capitol. The title of my post was chosen long before the attempted coup, so it’s sort of coincidental in terms of what unfolded in Washington, DC before I got around to finishing this post. No, Trump, and his crew of delusional confederates is a subject for another day, or perhaps even another year, once the historians and psychiatrists get a chance to break it all down.
Humm, I wonder just what in the hell schools are teaching nowadays in terms of history? I sure know that they no longer teach civics because it’s pretty clear that a lot of folks in this country have absolutely no clue how their government is supposed to work, nor do they have an even basic understanding of the Constitution. Oh well.
I’m in a composition phase right now where I’m working on multiple posts – coming soon – I promise. And while I’m busy pecking away on the keyboard to do some old-fashioned storytelling, I thought I would solicit some feedback.
I’d really like to hear from you and get your insight on a couple of inter-related topics. I’ve been encouraged by a number of people to try marketing some of my photography in various forms, and I’m really not sure how viable that option is as I see tons of stuff on the Net and so many others trying to do the same.
So if you got a couple of minutes, I’d like to hear your thoughts.
Do you think blogs should try monetizing by either allowing advertising on their pages or by doing direct sales?
Do you like the concept of adding a “Donate” button to your blog?
Do you think writing really deserves a separate space, and that monetizing activities should be completely separate – thus, on a separate webpage?
Does this whole capitalistic idea of internet sales simply want to make you puke? 🙂
Let the comments begin! And thanks in advance!
Photo: I was attempting to take a photo of the florets of a Fennel plant, but the flowers were way above my head. So I held the camera up over my head and snapped, and I didn’t know until much later in the day that I had captured a Yellow Jacket. In that image I’ve posted here, I used a feature on the photo editor called “enamel” that sort of turns your pics into something looking more like a painting. Fun stuff 🙂
Breaking free from all of those forces we allow to hold us down. Those voices that tell us that we can’t fly.
To live in the moment. See, hear, feel, smell, and even taste those expansive vistas that take us to other worlds. That show us there is so much more to life than just a material existence.
And while we are breathing in such vastness in the physical and metaphysical worlds, there is also a lot of time for introspection. Visiting that inner, mental world. Of equal breadth. Time for looking deep within, into our brilliance and our shadows and . . . judging.
Hello to all my friends in cyberspace! I wanted to apologize for not being around lately.
You see, I’m in the middle of a Walkabout.
It is a bit different this year since we are confronted with COVID-19. Social distancing, per se, has not changed in my wilderness hikes, but it has definitely shaped travel and I do miss out on the human contact and story exchanges that I would normally have at the end of the day in some public forum.
I’m changing locations more frequently this year too.
Less of a base camp and more of an eternal romp.
I’ve also been in many places where I’ve had no connectivity. Being unplugged does have some nice advantages. For one, I’ve not missed all of the hateful commentary perfusing the Net. I’ve also been able to meditate easier, although one can travel internally too far if one is not careful.
I’ll write that story later and tell about how Mother Earth dramatically called my attention to it and how I needed to be “grounded.” Still healing . . .
On a metaphysical level, for the past couple of years, the Bear has been visiting me in various forms. And this continues with a new materialization this season. I’ve recently been blessed with watching some Elephant Seals and I discovered that Marine Mammals, known as “Pinnipeds,” or the “Fin-Footed Ones,” all descend from a common Ancestor called “Enaliarctos.”
Which means “Bear of the Sea.”
It had Bear-like teeth and used flippers to swim.
Apparently the Spanish settlers in California called Pinnipeds “Lobos Marinos.” Or, “Sea Wolfs.”
So comparisons to land mammals is how we land creatures relate. At least we recognized the power of these mighty apex predators.
Whatever you wish to call them, they are amazing. Breathing and breeding on land, spending months in motion amongst the waves on the hunt, and being able to withstand the ocean’s crushing pressures for extended periods. Quite the adaptations.
Us Two-Leggeds might learn a thing or two from these guys.
So anyway, I am crafting stories in my head as I go, but it will be a little while before I get them on “paper.”
Please don’t disappear or give up on me. I will return . . .
Photo: The Pale Evening Primrose. I encountered these beauties in the bottom of the Grand Canyon. They are armed with very sharp thorns. The Beauty and the Beast 🙂