It came down as a choice. Bore people with the minutiae of my recovery, or stay off the blog until I feel a little stronger sitting down. I still can’t get back into running yet. I have some sciatica confining itself to the back of my thigh, plus a few minor spasms. I can downplay the pain from ‘debilitating’ to ‘annoying’. For now it’s walking, hatha yoga, and the physio exercises between the actual physiotherapy sessions. It’s beginning to look like I will start over again, right from the Learn to Run program, during winter. I feel alright with it.
Meanwhile, away from my computer, I actually attended a session on WordPress blogging through the college. While the session covered aspects I already know, it’s good to know things like conduct guidelines as a blogger for the official Red River College Library. I already have my own personal code for blogging on my own, but the road to hell usually begins with the words ‘I already know this.’ Behold below my first official blog entry for the library blog, and please don’t hesitate to check out the other entries (turns out we have a few talented people)
A special shout out to M, co-worker and coach for this burgeoning blog. He tweaked the entry a little, plus added a screen shot. I feel nervous doing things for the first time, and even a simple blog post proves no exception. The workshop also talked a bit about SEO (Search Engine Optimization). In other words how the blog gets found. It also made me wonder why I do this and about building an audience.
Casting my mind back, I always wanted to be a writer as a kid. I grew up in the 70’s in an era schools had money for things like Young Author’s Conferences and even had time devoted to creative writing. It feels like another world. I had not idea about things like going ‘indie’ or ‘blogging’. I wish my uncle Max lived to see this era. In his hospital room, while he fought cancer, I always said, “I want to be a writer when I grow up.” I had no idea back then what it meant. I thought I would go into journalism, but had no idea something like Creative Communications existed. I have no regrets for going into university and getting my education degree. None. It’s not why I choose university in the first place. I wanted a place to learn without feeling ashamed of wanting to learn.
I had a bumpy ride, and at one point did abandon the dream. I believe the dream did not abandon me. One person reading this blog hoped one day I will publish a book. I don’t know what to focus on, came the thought. You’ll find out, whispered Eve Enourager.