Well, I’m a little bemused at the moment. I had no intention of starting a blog site, but it seems that starting a blog site was in the cards for me today.
“So what happened,” you say? (A little flight of fancy on my part–imagining that someone, somewhere, will read this and want to know how my blog site came about.)
I started out reading a story written by a member of the writing club wherein I lurk–since I’m on their e-mail distribution list–and wanted to lend my support to her effort by ‘liking’ her story, since I enjoyed reading it very much. (So I liked her story, and I wanted to ‘like’ it, if you know what I mean.)
The link to the story is above, and she won third place, tied with another writer, in the contest she had entered.
Anyhow, as I said, I wanted to ‘like’ her story, and when I clicked on the ‘like’ button below it, I was presented with a signon screen for WordPress. Well, that’s fair enough, one cannot just ‘like’ things without being members or subscribers to a particular site, so I tried to register. And I found myself signing up for this blog site.
Not that I mind. I have a website domain and have been trying to get back to working on the design for it. Was side-tracked earlier this year by my father’s illness.
Am writing my second ‘bit’ for my new blog site, and feeling mildly perplexed that I’m sat here doing this. I still must try to ‘like’ the story I set out to support, if I can find my way back there. And while I don’t know how I got here, following the path of least resistance has been my ‘modus operandi’ throughout life.
No point in stopping now.