This is a confession of an amateur blogger. I know someone out there must be claiming he knows everything. Everything about blogging. I am doing this blog not knowing what I am doing. To call me amateur is the much kinder way to say it; in reality, I am ignorant. I am experimenting. From tones to shades, from word styling to word carpentering. I try everything that works. For example, I have been here, far longer than I can remember, hovering over my screen, hugging my keyboard, tapping it, egging it on to produce what I’ve wanted, pulling and clicking my mouse, opening and closing templates. I don’t even know what
templates to use!
Thomas Alva Edison, I was told, had tried all kinds of
metals and twigs, thousands of metals and twigs, to make a filament for the bulb that works. Of course he had tried bamboos. Then he progressed to metals; for example, carbon. Then he discovered that the filament that produces much light is one that has high melting point. This was not enough; the filament must be enclosed in a vacuum. Then the vacuum was filled with inert gas. Then carbon was replaced by tungsten. One material after another, in a series of
experiments that could exhaust the energy of a wagon horse.
Now my point in all this rambling that I am doing is: If it was two thousand metals and twigs, and only one of these materials worked, that means he had tried 1,999 metals and twigs that didn’t. I don’t have the patience of Edison. In picking up the template that I think suits the mood of this blog—that is the same thing as saying, my mood—I have tried all the templates available in mynewblog.com, before settling on this one. Visit my blog, http://lordhuntingdon.mynewblog.com. Countless of times during the night I did change templates, replace formats, rewrite posts, change it, delete it, include pics, delete some pics, include captions, delete captions, recast the news, temper the words so as not to offend, and put those back again because at the last moment I feel I am no longer me, that I am no longer true to the cause I am fighting for. (Even in front of this dumb PC I have not cast my advocacy aside.)
Oh, I must have spent the whole night—no, not correct—a half night perhaps, waiting for the neighbors to turn off their lights so I could have more power to work on my computer. This is meant to tell you that in order to maximize the use of a Pentium II, you need to have an AVR, which I don’t. It is evil to curse the darkness. But if my PC does not turn on, I curse the power company. (It is much easier to do it if no one’s listening.) Power was restored after two hours of waiting. I spent the next hour scouting for the best blog.com the
internet has to offer, from blogger.com to wordpress.com to mynewblog.com. The number of coms I could count with my fingers. Yep, I also tried that one blog.com that I thought has the best offer (“It’s FREE”) because they have the best ads (“30 days trial”), and then changed my mind because they began asking my for my VISA card and I don’t have one! Me and my ignorance! –they’re neither a bliss nor a blessing. I went back and deleted that blog.
I am an amateur blogger. I am a learner. Ignorance and mistakes are my bedside companions. Because of having made too many mistakes I bloomed very late in life. Didn't I tell you this? I learned to bike at age 37, to motorcycle at age 47, studied Greek at age 52, computers at age 54, and
blogging at age 61. Nothing glorious about it. But listen to this: A Spanish woman learned English at 85, after she became a widow. (Translation: She had married a communist who hated Americans and Britons). Learned computer at age 90, blogging at age 91. Now she is looking at a prospect of getting married again, this time to either an American or a Briton.
I am an amateur
blogger and I like being me. I like being an amateur, being ignorant. I may be more vulnerable that way, but that is where my strength lies, in being vulnerable, in being amateur and ignorant. In ignorance, there is no contentment, and this was my great discovery when I began browsing at other people’s blogs. Then I would go back to my blogs and make some changes.
For instance, my sermon blog does not remain the same; it undergoes some window washing. Always. Try visiting this address: http://sermonsforliving.blogspot.com. One of these days you will see more in the collection; or you will see some format changes, or changes in colors. Same thing with my poetry blog: http://preachersmusing.blogspot.com. Oh, when will I learn to stop? When will I learn to stop?!!
I am comfortable with being amateur. Go ahead you guys, grab the glory. You deserve it.
He who thinks he knows everything, my philosophy professor used to say, has a mouth that is much bigger than his brain.
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