The Owl and The Pussy Cat

The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea In a beautiful 'red and white'(!) boat, They took some honey, and plenty of money, Wrapped up in a five pound note. The Owl looked up to the stars above, And sang to a small guitar, 'O lovely Pussy! O Pussy my love, What a beautiful Pussy you are, You are, You are!What a beautiful Pussy you are!'

Edward Lear

Tuesday, 21 June 2011

The process of blogging

lots of lovely fleeces (old meaning of the word) waiting to be processed.
Note that this image has nothing do do with the following text.........!
Something that fascinates me is 'process' of doing something. When I was simply reading other peoples blogs, before I had my own, I imagined them typing stuff in, adding pictures and there it was. All lovely and done.
Well, my reality is more complicated than that.
Firstly images... the easy bit...take a photo, snap, done... I then have to download them...fairly easy, plug in, drag drop. Oh yes and before that I have the filing dilemma, do they all go in 'pictures', or 'blog stuff', or 'flowers' or 'books'?
Next comes resizing. Apparently putting them onto a blog full size means the blog will be slow to load, we don't want that do we, so I dutifully resize them to a 'recommended size' as I've still not grasped  pixels/dpi's and MB's. I re-size them and decide where to file the shrunk versions as they can't go in the same file apparently... and I'm nowhere near my blog editor yet!
 SO, now I start typing... Now...being a bit of a mistruster of technological storage, having had one computer die and another get a virus I know how easy it is to lose everything. In both cases I was lucky and lost little, but it spooked me a bit. So I'm reluctant to pour my precious words onto a 'free' hosting service that could at any moment decide it's bored of all this and close down and it'd all be gone.
SO I type my first draft into notepad. I have to use the painfully slow two finger method. Oh how I wish I could type. I've watched people do it and it's like magic, words just pour out of the ends of their fingers and onto the screen and they can look at the screen and see them appearing. I was so scornful of my contemporaries at school who did typing while I learnt about science and languages and hedging and walling and wild flowers and rode my pony!
Once my words have been tap tapped out into notepad I cut and paste them into a draft on my blogger page and add aforementioned image(s). I've now got the hang of putting images where I want them but still have the what size to have each one dilemma. When that's all done I wonder if tomorrow I'll look at it and think it's all drivel, so I save it in drafts and re-read it later, just to be sure, and double check all the spelling and grammar. I then decide either that it's drivel and I delete most of it, or it's OK and I can go public with it. And I had dreamy visions of it all being so spontaneous.
Am I particularly anal about all this, and are other people much more spontaneous? Do I need to lighten up a bit?!


  1. Yes be spontaneous... dont worry about loosing it and most certainly make it fun for you, not a chore! I will lecture you at length tommorow... Hah!

  2. ok...I kind of asked for that didn't I...I'll have a go!