Free Advice is a periodic feature in which I answer anonymous letters sent to markbialczak.com. Today I entertain a question that comes from somewhere throughout BloggyVille.
You put the pedal to the metal when it comes to social media.
What keeps it fresh for you?
Especially, what keeps blogging a great (mostly) adventure?
Weary and Leery
Thank you for noticing that I daily, as the old saying goes, keep my blogger’s nose to the proverbial grindstone. Does the schnoz look a little flat in my Free Advice logo photograph, perhaps?
I have indeed published at least once every day here on markbialczak.com since Oct. 27, 2013. The significance of that day, you ask? It was my fifth wedding anniversary to my dear wife Karen. I awoke to the sight of the sun rising over the Falls from our high tower hotel room on the Ontario side of the Wonder of the World.
And I quickly posted the glorious shots here as my beloved slept. I looked at the sun over the Falls out the window. I looked at my wife. I looked at my blog on my iPad. I thought about my life.
Karen had urged me to start this blog after I’d been laid off from the newsroom of the big daily in Syracuse, where I’d worked for just short of 30 years. That came at the end of January. My first blog post came at the end of February. I’d learned about life online at WordPress little by little, so different than covering music for the big daily for 21 years, as I searched for full-time work and picked up freelance gigs.
I had a certain enthusiasm for writing about my life here in BloggyVille, I thought high above the Wonder of the World and next to the wonder of my existence. So I decided to go for it and write about something cool every dang day.
I have. (The WordPress monkeys said I missed a day on my year-end report for 2014, but Bill of Evil Squirrel’s Nest explained to me how their time-stamping messes up on the days that switch between Standard and Savings time if you happened to have scheduled a post to come on at midnight. And that’s what I’d done on one such day, and their records took the streak away from me when the time shifted back. It’ll toggle back and forth, Bill explains.) And I will.
Knowing I’m going to write and post my pictures helps me keep my eyes open and iPhone camera ready on my walks with Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle, my golf rounds with friends and daughter, my bowling league nights, my gardening with my dear wife Karen.
Karen is accustomed to me lagging behind as we walk shopping or heading to the movies or a concert. My wonderful daughter Elisabeth and her great boyfriend George Three and Karen’s son Daryl all expect me to pull that iPhone out anytime, any where, when we are all together. Our talks have become wide-ranging, and I think they’re as curious about things as I am because of it.
Yes, I stay out of the big ruts and the small potholes, W&L, by staying curious and open to experience what’s happening in this life we share.
After that, reporting about it here is merely the final part of the adventure. I enjoy writing. I have my whole life. That part’s fun, the storytelling. I’m getting better at taking pictures, and and completed WordPress’ Photo 101 Workshop in March. That part’s getting to be more fun.
Now about Facebook and Twitter and LinkedIn …
I make a component of my morning routine because I want to alert the followers and friends I’ve gained on those three accounts to my daily posts here. Yes, my social media life revolves around markbialczak.com. You’re not surprised, are you? At each of those places I write a short but hopefully interesting headline and description of what I’ve covered here, include the link, and publish it. I change it for each, tailoring the photo for Twitter and language for all three.
And I have conversations with my friends here in the comment section after all is said and done. Then I go to my email notifications to see who’s written what so I can see their blogs, read and comment.
Who can be bored? Tired, OK.
My qualifications: 57 years of open eyes and ears but no stalking charges. One dear wife Karen, one terrific daughter Elisabeth and her wonderful boyfriend George, one sensational stepson Daryl, one pet Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle and various other family members of scattered location and adjectives. Four decades of writing in public about people, places and things.
Satisfaction is the goal, but is by no means guaranteed.