Reflections on the blog, its audience and tenor
This got me thinking about what my target audience is for this blog, if any. Sometimes it almost seems like the real audience is people entering queries like "big snakes new orleans flood penis" in MSN Search. O.K., I think I may have made up the penis part, but that gives you the flavor of what comes across the transom from our friends the search engines. Mostly, though, the audience is a fairly small group of people who already know me. It's handy that they already know me because you could read "Don't Trust Snakes" for a very long time without getting any sense of my inner mental and emotional life. Believe me, this is intentional. Why would I want to tell a bunch of random strangers--interested principally in snakes' private parts--about my intimate inner mental and emotional life? Nor am I going to tell that kind of stuff to the small group of people who already know me--how embarrassing. There is plenty of that sort of thing available elsewhere, from the looks of it way more interesting than anything I've got going on.
Curiously, almost no one in my family reads the blog with any regularity--by which I mean that monthly would be a departure for all but one of them. One non-reader, my mother, has for years dropped little hints and suggestions that I was wasting my God-given writing talents (all without reading those masterly client advice memos on Section 3(a)(10) of the Securities Act of 1933, I might add). I can only conclude that these little feuilletons were not what she had in mind. No matter. I remind myself that many people do a less-than-normal amount of web browsing. My mother withstood years of browsing on a 1998-vintage machine slightly more powerful than a good slide rule, so she's obviously not a very active surfer.
Besides the vaguely Olympian and Spock-like narrative voice, another noteworthy feature of this blog is its eclecticism. I have no commitment to write about anything in particular or in any depth whatsoever. I'm usually very happy to put up something pithy without connecting many of the dots. I don't think you really want me connecting all the dots, because I can connect dots all day and almost everyone eventually tires of it.
Sadly, the theme of eclecticism has always seemed to rule out one of those delightful blog subtitles, such as:
Just your average pagan massage therapist who knits crochets, makes jewelry and is just really crafty!Now, I ask you, do you want to be accepting theological guidance from someone who writes "We sent everyone a chronilogical [sic] Bible in a year"? Did/will they really? How sure are/were/will they be that it's really "chronilogical"? I guess you could read the sentence as history and have it make sense. But where's the fun in that?
The Bramton Minor Atom Spitfires have had a great start to the season. Attached are some images of the boys in action.
It was my sweet wifes idea to set up a blog site where our family and friends can feel free to talk or ask questions. We sent everyone a chronilogical Bible in a year. A great opportuniy voice insights, experiences etc. We wish everyone Gods best and lets have some fun!
A Collection of thoughts, observations, ideas and memories, designed for women who want to be full time homemakers and do it beautifully.
See anything from my point of view seems so hard to understand by others, and to let it unspoken will make me feel like stranger. To shout it out at blog is the best way I can do, never mean to hurt other's feeling.. Sorry if I do...
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