Pardon my self-reflexivity for a post, will you? Or are you used to it? Am I that bad?
I’m compelled to offer a fair warning to subscribers of this blog. I’ve vowed to — um, I’m endeavoring to — er, intending to, (exhale) — will be — (spit it out) postingeverydaythismonth.
See, there’s this thing called National Blog Posting Month (NaBloPoMo — I know, I didn’t make it up). It’s a tradition. I think it might have started with BlogHer, but I’m not sure.
So I made a spontaneous decision in the not-so-wee-hours of the morning yesterday to give it a go. I typically do this (blog daily) in December. But last December, I had fewer subscribers.
All of this to say, Subscribers (yes, talking to you again), if you’d prefer NOT to receive Mary and Bob’s Journal in your mail box once daily, I won’t be offended in the slightest if you temporarily unsubscribe (because you’ll be back, when my normally lax posting schedule resumes, right?).
For the record, I’m nearly 90% sure that this type of anti-promotion is exactly the wrong way to go about “building a platform” (as they call it in the publishing industry). And that’s just perfectly fine with me right now. I’m not in the platform-building stage of my life. I’m in the staying sane one moment at a time stage. I need Twitter followers like a — I was going to say, “like a cliché needs to be repeated,” but that’s a faulty comparison. Must let go of the simile; my Wednesday night line-up is starting . . .
Two down; Twenty-eight to go.
Me to Andy just now: Hey, I have kind of a grammar question. Capitalization. (Was feeling too lazy to google Grammar Girl).
Me: If I have the word “twenty-eight,” you know, twenty hyphen eight, and it’s the first word of a sentence, is eight capitalized?
Andy: No. (Laughs).
Andy: It was just a cute question.
This is going to be a breeze.
November — NaBloPoMo — Day Two