I have been contemplating letting the large traps of social media go. There is much about those sites I find annoying. The commercialization, the fiction that they are social, and the fact there is so little of my friends’ original content I see when I visit, confound me.
Here, I can write without much worry of plagiarism. I can always post my links there. Another thing is that it is an election year, and the politicization of the whole social media universe is worrisome.
I have not posted here in some time. Most of what I have written has gone on social media; that is shameful of me. Will I do better? I should hope so. Seeing the wide open field of white, awaiting my words, almost convinces me I am at home.
A writer, should to earn the title, write. I would be well served to remember this fact.
What of you, are you allowing your creativity to shape your days, or some few spare moments, at least?
To what conviction
Do I owe fascination?
Grackles the breeze own.
Gratitude List
I am thankful:
1. No ads chase me here.
2. Wearing shorts in April (all Winter, in fact).
3. Air-conditioning.
4. I have the Explorer.
5. It is Friday.
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Friday, April 26, 2024
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