Tonight, after watching the Bulls beat the Celtics, we watched Carson Daly interview a woman who is one of the top tweeters in the world. She is funny, a very gifted writer of 140 characters, and used to be a blogger with 7000 followers. Who would ever have thought our world would come down to reading quips from someone behind a computer? I guess I would.
I used to hate to write. When I was in high school I was not able to construct a sentence, and in college I actually flunked english my freshman year. I showed them though---I got a "C" my second try. Better yet, I am a journalism major from one of the top Journalism schools in the country. Yeah, put that in your pipe and smoke it. So why in the world did I decide to become a blogger? It all has to do with a bit of curiosity, a personal challenge of whether I could actually write on a regular basis, and well...I now like to write.
Tonight I was inspired by the interview discussed above; she is just someone who loves to write, understood the power of the internet, and was discovered by celebrities---her tweets are very funny. Why am I not telling you her name? I can't remember it. That is part of the aging process and it's also one of my major downfalls...I have trouble remembering names. Fortunately I can remember events and stories.
Starting "Snap.Shot." again last week was something I have wanted to do for some time, but I needed a reason to do it; the best reason I could come up with was to start it on April Fool's Day and see if anyone thought it was a joke. Only one person asked if it was. I was proud of her for asking the question.
So where will I "hang my boot" in this wild world of writing to people who I know, but probably never thought they would be reading anything written by me? I want to continue to tell stories, write about whatever feels right, and hope that it means enough for people to come around and read it every day, once a week, or whenever they are in the mood. That's where I am going to hang out.
The photo above was taken in Western Illinois near the Iowa border. I saw a "Sears Roebuck & Co"sign and a boot hanging from a pole. I thought, I have got to take a picture of this, and I am glad I did--- because in the end, sometimes when you think no one will notice something, it comes up from behind you and gives you a swift kick.
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