Monday, November 11, 2002

So far if today were a piece of art I'd title it . . .

Where Have I Been All My Life That's also the title of an in-process essay and I have to add to my "possible art titles" list.

The past few mornings when I'm between the dreamtime & here MultiPurposeWoman.org has been on my mind. This morning I did my usual routein/ritual; water, fruit, vitamens, coffee & morning pages, followed by the email/web check. I'm investgating other sites that claim to be by, about and for women. Some of them are not at all but then there are sites like . Here's the creator's, Bonnie Burton's, profile: "I'm a writer, gardening guru, mail artist, TV addict, white trash chef, zine editor, bizarre object collector, comic book fan and founder of Grrl.com." She's a multipurposewoman! The site is fun, cool, interesting and of course it's well written and looks good. Grrl is expressily for the 20-something crowd but this 39-year old found it interesting.

Friday, November 08, 2002

changes, changes and more changes

So far if today were a piece of art I'd title it . . . Lessons Learned - The Sequel

I've run across at least three artices abou blogger in the past 3 days. I was about to ditch it but now realize that the problem I've been havng signing on was a problem on this end. Good - I'm about to migrate to another host and switch ISP's I'm not sure I could stand a third change. When I started this blog it was going to be all about conceiving, birthing and raising my website mulitipurposewoman.org - I'll most likely return to that focus and stick with it now that I've started two other blogs. Anyway, some interesting developments occured but I was so busy living them and pulling my hair that I didn't record most of them. And I know that recording them would have helped me get through them faster.

Let me summarize: Basically, I've learned that everything that goes wrong while I'm on my computer is not my fault. This is a big deal. Before blogging and playing with multipurposewoman if anything didn't work properly I assumed it was something I did or didn't do, something I didn't fully comprehend, me wrong, me bad, me techno-illiterate - there were times I wanted to quit signing on at all. But all of this forced me to read deeper and broader and to try a lot of different things and I've concluded - simply - that it's not all my fault. In fact I'm damn smart and good at figuring out a lot.

In addition to finding out that it's not all my fault I found out that other people are out there trying to start something new just like I am and that some of these people will do it even if it's not "perfect". What a mind altering idea for a hyper-perfectionist who has let way too many opportunities pass her by because everything wouldn't align correctly or some other such silliness wasn't just right.

The greatest thing about blogging has been having a reason to ramble - as my sister loving calls my entries. Rambling has allowed me to finally finish the first draft of my novel. I'd been playing with it for years, compulsively rewriting the begining but once I started multipurposewoman and blogging I loosened up (I also started writing morning pages) so the sheer number of sentences I was putting together combined to take me to new writing heights.

Enough, I came here because I figured out what the problem was and I wanted to celebrate by posting an entry and now that I have I'm off to fix other computer problems - namely memory conflicts!

One more thing - I've enjoyed asking for things - begging, as we say in my family. I used to think asking/begging was a bad thing but it's freeing to want/need something and then to just put a request out there. Even if no one hears or responds there is still something nice about having said, outloud, to the universe that I want/need so-and-so. And then if someone does respond then you know that "dreams" do come true. I should revive another thing I use t do when I first started this blog. I use to end by being bossy; I'd write a variation of . . .- Until next we meet, Be multi-conscious, fully express your purpose and smile broadly at a frowning woman