Campfire Stories


The Course continues – I need to catch a bigger audience

Day Eight: Resurfacing and Sharing Content.

I have to make a social media calendar, spread my wings and tweet a lot.   I think I have reached my limit now, I am too old and unmotivated to get involved in more social media.  My stats will help me promote older content and attract new traffic.  I had a mental image of me standing on the corner, in a spangly bikini and a placard saying LOOK AT ME.  It was not nice, and I have had to push away the chocolate cake I was eating.  I might just sit here at home and do my thing.  I do not think I have the energy to have thousands of followers.  I have linked stories of the same content together which is an awesome idea and is the stand out for me for day 8.

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Campfire Stories


I don’t want to talk to my neighbours.

The course continues Day 7.   To all those that have graciously hit the follow button, I apologise for the avalanche of material in your email folders. Sorry.  I will get back to my regular once a week self by Sunday.

Today’s task: visit three blogs that are new to you, and make a comment on each one.

Yuck, yucky, yuck. Just No.  Why do I have to do this?  I am not a fan of I’ll you show mine if you show me yours.  I have already promised to LIKE more.  I closed my computer.

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Setting Goals


A Course On Blogging

I am recovering, I have two weeks off.  I have to rest my body but my mind does not need to or want to be still.  I started to write here, late 2015, in part because people said I should, apparently, I am a great raconteur, partly because I wanted my children to listen to me, partly because I am lazy and wanted to put all the recipes people ask me for in one place.  Mostly I write because there is so much inside me that needs to come out.

It is so easy for me to write, I mean to find content.  I write linearly, as I think, for the most part, rarely going back over my words to edit.  Once made, the marks stay.  I am not sure if I use the bricks we learnt at school metaphors, similes, personification, imagery, hyperbole, and alliteration, were there more? I just write.  No themes, no goals, no expectations, I just sit down and start typing, it is a case of who is first in the queue, pushing at the barrier to be heard.  This has always happened, I just keep my mess in one place now.

I do not follow others but want them to follow me??

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