My very first post or blog or essay or theme paper . . . so excited! So many ideas! What tone should I take? What topic to tackle to grab the first of my soon-to-be-thousands of readers? The choices were endless, the ideas and dreams the personal stories that would enrich and enlighten oh so many lives . . . where to begin?
Paid my 25 bucks to be part of WordPress – and keep some of my privacy intact. Read some (not all) of the terms and FAQs and managed to get through domains and URLs and even RSS feeds with only minor loss of grey matter.
Finally. All set to write! Writers write, right? But wait, how about a profile pic . . . someone ominously named GRAVATAR wanted me to add a simple photo and I’d be good to go. Well, sure, why not? My readers would soon crave an actual photograph of hulagirl65. Flew outside (the light was fading) took about 3 dozen candids with my IPhone. With tortoise shell glasses? Without? Laughing at some of my imaginary guests, looking pensively off toward the hillside, or smoldering and mysterious enough to keep my male readers enchanted but not so sexy as to put off my loyal female followers. I found one that caught my elusive yet approachable essence. Click, drag, select . . .wait, select, delete, what?
As you can see, I am upside down. Honestly. I’ve tried about a zillion different ways to crop and rotate and re-send this adorable picture of myself glancing coyly at the dead weeds on my patio pavers. But you can’t appreciate any of that because the photograph is UPSIDE DOWN!!
I blame GRAVATAR.
P.S. My first “piece” should have been a reflection on my joy and fear at the prospect of bifocal contact lenses. Actually, just one lens. But that’s another topic for another day. Maybe by then, I’ll be right side up.