Starting Over. Again.

Once I was a prolific blogger. Once I was part of a larger blogging community. But that was almost 20 years ago.

The onslaught of social media drove personal blogging out into the internet hinterlands. But, as folks get fed up with the advertising and limited opportunity for actual communication on platforms like Twitter and FB, there is a growing interest in resuscitating old blogs and setting up new ones.

I originally got into blogging through the example set my my son, who is inspiring me, again. I haven’t written anything in over a year (including poetry), so I’m hoping this current effort will get me inspired.

Meanwhile, I continue to slog through the the depressing overtone of our times, hoping for impeachment, hoping my adult son, diagnosed with autism three years ago, will be able to find the help and support he needs from “the system.” Writing helps both of us deal with the struggles of our lives.

Well, here goes “starting again.”

7 thoughts on “Starting Over. Again.

  1. The older I get, the less I feel I have a voice. Places like Facebook are great for news and information, but people rarely read beyond the first few lines before they scroll to the next post. However, people who read blogs want more than just a few one-liners. They want to read a complete story and form an opinion based on something more than rhetoric and pictures of someone’s cat. You go girl.

    • Well, I’m giving it another shot. The secret to make blogging vital is to also leave replies on others’ blogs. I have to start all over on that, too. Do you have a blog???

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