I have really set a challenge to myself, to write a post, worthy of publishing every day. I have created a deadline, as well, of 3pm local (GMT+1). And that is hard to publish by that time. Looking back at my posts, I am happy with most of them, considering I am an amateur with absolutely no serious previous experience, as I think most of us bloggers are. Yesterday was the worst day I have had so far in writing a post. The temperature outside was in it’s low 40 degrees centigrade. It felt just as hot in the apartment. Stepping outside was like walking into an oven. And to cap it all the neighbours across the road shout, scream and talk nonstop from 10am through to midnight. Their primary residence is in another town but stay for five weeks over the Spanish August holiday. OMG three more weeks of them !!
It got so hot yesterday that I had to stop. I was happy with what I had written. In subsequent reading I would have liked to have deleted the dog food item and finished the post off properly. But it was so hot. I suppose like an artist, once a painting is sold, that’s it, no more tweaking, touch ups. The same with a post, it’s published and gone. Time to move on.
I really do like a comment. I feel most of you agree. A LIKE is meaningless, did they like what I had written, did they like a small part or did they just leave their mark on the hope that I would visit their site. A comment is worthy of reply, especially as someone has put themselves out to write something pertinent about the post. And I make sure that I do respond to every one. I may not agree to what is said, but a thank you is important, then a debate may ensue.
Keep commenting. I love it !!
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