A home for headless chickens....

Oh my word.

I have been reading some of the blogs recommended after Blogher in San Francisco. All these amazing people. Megastars. With goals and focus and themes. And talent. And YOUTH. Energy. I am feeling like a headless chicken, running round in circles in my little corner here. Drifting. Aimless.

Yes. Well.

Enough of that. I have been thinking about focus. I have decided that it is vastly over-rated. I like random and, in fact, I am rather partial to my role as a headless chicken. That way I can be surprising. Now and then. Astonishing even. Hah!

I was reading about people who are adventuring through life with great daring - breaking out of the molds and doing exciting things. I could do that. Wouldn't it be fun to take off on an adventure and then surprise everyone by posting from random places? I could do that. (Note to self - buy lotto ticket.) (Note to people-who-work-in-the-aeroplane-industry-who-can-supply-free-tickets-for-my-nomadic-travels: I can pack and be ready very quickly.) People could hazard guesses about where I would turn up next.......

I was born under the star sign of Gemini. Now, I don't go for astrological stuff, but the traits of a Gemini are undeniably familiar. What is that old saying .....jack of all trades and master of none. Yes. Mercurial. Being the opposite sides of anything. Both confident yet shy. Adventurous yet cautious. Creative yet academic. Never boring.

Complicated, is more like it.

Full of life. Full of dreams. But very hard to pin a label to, in the end. This is where the headless chicken bit comes in. Random. Now we just need the gumption to get up and make the dreams reality. I do not want to regret time wasted. I want to cross more things off the list. Maybe I should actually look at the list a little more often!

I was trying to explain how the blogging world actually works yesterday, to friends who have no concept of the larger links out there. How all of a sudden, the Mommy Bloggers have been recognised as a powerful force. How women are selling things to women. The business world is sitting up and taking note. All it needs is a post about appalling service from one company, and corporate damage occurs. How you can ask a question and have answers from all over the world almost instantly. How this community looks after each other.

It was like talking Swahili in a London boardroom. Mention things like feeds and stats,html, hyper-links and IP trackers etc and the eyes glaze over. Mind you, so do mine, I confess. Some people dabble a little by reading one or 2 blogs, but are too wary to venture into the links there for them to try.

Of course, most are not in the slightest bit interested, and that is just fine. I, on the other hand, am very interested. I have learned so much over the past few years and have tried so many new techy things. And I am still a baby when it comes to techy things, but I do try now and then! And at least I know where to go for help.

The hardest thing for a new blogger, or reader, is actually making their very first comment. I remember feeling as though I may be intruding, initially, and almost cautiously needing permission to comment. That is most definitely in the past. I think it lasted all of 2 nanno-seconds. Nothing blew up when I poked the "post comment" button. The sirens did not go off indicating an intruder present. And it was FUN! People talked back. They still do.

So you see, you do not have to be a mega star to blog. Random does just fine. Headless chickens are welcome, and at least my grandchildren will be able to have a giggle one day about their Granny's antics.

I am off to revise that list.