Tonight my ass is in the exact spot it was this time last year. How do I know? Because while I was working on this post, I received this little nugget from WordPress:
I didn’t realize it was our wordiversary. I had already decided to give a little something to the people who have shared the weirdest year of my life. My ass may be in the same place, but my head sure isn’t. This time last year I was as technologically advanced as a rotary phone. I didn’t have a clue how to wrap my head around the loss of my dear friend or the effort that would be required to market my first work of fiction. It was going to take much more than simply leaning into the learning curve, but my loyal follower said, “You’re great. You can do anything. Now get busy.” So, that is exactly what I did.
I started my trip into the seventh circle of cyber hell. Frustration fueled by my results oriented impatience and my techNOlogic ignorance was too hilarious not to write about. So, I wrote about it and no one gave a shit. Post after post I bitched and moaned to maybe three people. (one of those was me) Luckily a couple of people with nothing better to do stopped by and gave me a reason
to live keep writing. I thought I could use the word blogging in every title. Honie Is Blogging! Seriously? That was the title of my very first post. I planned to rotate “blogging” as the first, second, or third word in each title.
What a goober!
Then I flipped the scrip, got myself some real post titles. Yeah, nobody cared. Readers trickled in only a few at a time, but I kept writing. I discovered some excellent blogs and just kept on writing. 209 posts, 2 upgrades, and a theme change later, I’ve written about every topic I can think of with the hope of sharing my sense of humor, my genuine desire to communicate in a meaningful way, my zero tolerance policy for non-sense, my love for people and places and my belief that we are all connected. For the most part, I think I have accomplished that. I really didn’t have a set goal. Like most things I have done so far in my life, I’m all in, until I’m not any more. Honesty and humor always my priority, I am here now to share my little creation with you, my dear readers. It’s all about you. And me, but mostly you.
For those who have hung in there with me from the beginning, may you get everything your heart desires. For those who discovered my blog because of my constant commenting on yours or someone else’s blog, may you have pleasant dreams every night of your life. Those of you who are here because a scout for Freshly Pressed took pity on me and decided 200 was my lucky number, thanks for getting here before I dropped dead.
Here is my wordiversary gift to each of you awesome people. If your blog was left out, I promise it wasn’t due to malicious intent. Please leave a comment and I will be sure to feature your blog in a future post. Peace. Thank you so very much for everything.