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10 February 2013
So what’s with the whole blogging
competition thing? And is it really
worthwhile? Why should people vote? Does it actually matter?
And so in answer to the above
questions, I’d like to say: I feel it’s
an important platform. Yes. Because they think I’m worthy and I ask them
really nicely. Yes it does.
I am completely and utterly
enamoured with blogging. I really
am. It is wonderfully therapeutic. In fact it’s way cheaper than therapy. As a hobby, it gives me a voice, a creative
outlet and freedom of expression. In a
sense it is a diary and journal of my life and my children’s childhood. If nothing else, it will one day give their
therapists an accurate log and account of where it all went wrong and
downhill. How they can one day blame
me. I do it from home and it doesn’t
cost a cent. I do it in my own
time. I have a passion for it. I have always loved writing and enjoy the
process. The feeling of excitement and
joy I get from doing it. The way I read
through a story one last time before I post it and that feeling of “oh, I really
love this one” I get every single day. With
every single new story.
Most stories unravel as I’m
typing them. Bit by delicious bit. I might have the bare bones in my head, but
as my fingers fly over the keys, it quickly starts to take shape. Sometimes, I explore something while I’m
writing it. Sort of working through it
and trying to figure it out. And with
every single story, I feel that I am exercising the muscle. Improving on my skills. Extending myself and putting myself out there.
I have a list and titles that I’d
like to write about. Avenues I’d like to
walk down. And amazingly enough, my list
seems ever growing and I’m hopeful the well will never run dry. Daily life provides lots of material. Something I’ve seen somewhere, quite per
chance. A random conversation. An observation about people.
I enjoy the ridiculous and love
seeing the humour in things. In my
children. In my wacky extended
family. In myself and life in
general. Life is too short, to not enjoy
it to the maximum. So with every single
day, I try and reap out the very best rewards possible. To look for the unusual. I think it’s been a habit for most of my
life. And subconsciously I’ve probably been
doing it forever. I possibly have a
quirky and usual take on things.
I’m not very bright, but I’m
hoping I’ve got you fooled.
At times my Grantie laments my
obsession and involvement. Yet I make it
a point, to not steal of his time or my children’s with me. Still, I am entitled to some fun of my
own. Hey, I could be in a pub drinking
away. Or out jolling with my besties.
So, as for the blogging
competition thing, what is the point? I truly
think it is a wonderful platform. A place
for my voice to be heard. Because great
though I think my audience is (I really, really love you guys), I would like to
have more of you. This is potentially a
place for me to get noticed. Quite obviously
I’m not going to win. There is no hope
of that. I’m optimistic, not
stupid. But I’ll never stop dreaming and
shooting for the stars. It’s pretty
scary putting yourself out there, let me tell you. And I find it a brave thing to do. It’s a bit out of my comfort zone, as I’m
really a wall flower at heart. Not the greatest
orator, by any stretch of the imagination.
I am so new to all of this and don’t really have much of a clue. Everything I’ve done with the blog so far has
been self-taught. I am ever looking for
new ways to expand and get the word out there.
In fact, in an effort to learn more about the whole process, I sent an
e-mail to the top three contestants in the competition. And would you believe, that mere hours later,
I got responses from two of them. Which
just goes to show, that people like to help.
To give one another a hand. And lady
number one (Baby Sideburns) and I have struck up a friendships of sorts, with
mails going back and forth. And thus I’ve
made a new friend, who has encouraged me lots.
Ironically, we have rather similar backgrounds. I will forever appreciate the time she has
taken and her kind words to me.
And so after a few days, I’m in
position 92 out of 233 contestants. Higher
than I had ever dreamed of achieving. Still
there are a few days more of voting, so I will hopefully climb a bit
higher. As far as I can tell, I’m the
only contestant from Africa, never mind South Africa. Most of the ladies are from the USA, with a
few from the UK too. So, to my continent
and country, I’ll fly the flag high.
I wish to thank each and every
person for your votes. Your heartfelt
words of support. Your encouragement. Your comments. Your shares.
Your inspiration. They keep my
going and push me on.
But most importantly of all,
whether you vote or not, it’s all actually okay. As long as you tune in, every so often and
read my ramblings I’m happy. I hope I’ve
given you some entertainment. Perhaps a
good laugh. And maybe the odd tear too.
For me, blogging is just so much
fun. An incredible journey and I’m so
enjoying the ride.
Thanx for coming along. Buckle up, it could get bumpy.
Very proud of my gal! I think it is a very brave thing to do!
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