Sometimes I think the programmers who redesign the websites we use (because we like the way it's set up) are just trying to justify their jobs.
Those of us who use Blogger for multiple blogs now see a different dashboard. Instead of seeing all the stats/blogs at once, we now have to go into each one individually, then go into stats or whatever. So now there's no quick way to see if there's activity on one of your sites. Instead you have to pick each one individually from the drop down, then go down the list and click another link to see the stats. For every single blog you work...
There is no option to see the old, more user friendly view.
Before I could go to the dashboard, see all my blogs and the activity and then I'd open that site and check it out. Now it's more time consuming. There is no easy way to view them all at once. Blah.
Why, Blogger, why????
People have been telling me to switch to Wordpress for years.... now i might go take look and see what they got. Anyone use Wordpress? How do you like it? Do you have multiple blogs? What's the dashboard like?
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Wednesday, November 30, 2016
Wednesday, September 30, 2015
Writing & Reviews & Lord Tennyson
In a moment of boredom, I Googled my name and found a review from a site in the UK. It was like a stab in the heart. The reviewer said my book, Soul Mates, was about "animal abuse." In real life I've rescued and fostered hundreds of dogs. My two dogs are rescues. One from a puppy mill in Missouri and one from a hoarding situation. I've seen what animal abuse can do and that was not the point of my story. So this reviewer might have just ripped out my broken heart and stomped on it. The person didn't even finish the book, just made a judgement in the first few chapters. My first reaction was wanting to write to her and explain a few things. Like what she thought was happening wasn't the main point of the story. She didn't give it a chance, she didn't wait for the hero to come in and save the day. It was so opposite of what she thought it was about. I just wanted to reach out and talk to this reviewer.
I held back. I didn't want to react with emotion. I wanted time to think about it.
After a few days a light bulb went off over my head.
>Ping<
Another thought came to me. I made that reviewer feel things. Whatever she read made her ...angry? emotional? care?
Soul Mates on Amazon |
After that I realized maybe her review wasn't so bad. It showed me that my writing reached her. Of course, I believe if she finished the book her review might have been much different, but now I'm okay with the knowledge I reached her and made her care.
The first review I got for that book;
"I cried, I laughed and I cried again. Being an animal lover and having four Chihuahuas myself, some parts were a bit tough for me but thank goodness those were brief. I couldn't put the book down until I finished it. Definitely a great read." ~Amazon Review
No matter how many things we toss out into the world, not everyone is going to like it, not everyone will give it a fair chance. We just need to move on and keep writing. Focus on the positive. Send a prayer and healing energy to the people who send negativity.
Once in a golden hour
I cast to earth a seed.
Up there came a flower,
The people said, a weed.
To and fro they went
Thro' my garden bower,
And muttering discontent
Cursed me and my flower.
Then it grew so tall
It wore a crown of light,But thieves from o'er the wall
Stole the seed by night.
Sow'd it far and wide
By every town and tower,
Till all the people cried,
'Splendid is the flower! '
Read my little fable:
He that runs may read.
Most can raise the flowers now,
For all have got the seed.
And some are pretty enough,
And some are poor indeed;
And now again the people
Call it but a weed.
I cast to earth a seed.
Up there came a flower,
The people said, a weed.
To and fro they went
Thro' my garden bower,
And muttering discontent
Cursed me and my flower.
Then it grew so tall
It wore a crown of light,But thieves from o'er the wall
Stole the seed by night.
Sow'd it far and wide
By every town and tower,
Till all the people cried,
'Splendid is the flower! '
Read my little fable:
He that runs may read.
Most can raise the flowers now,
For all have got the seed.
And some are pretty enough,
And some are poor indeed;
And now again the people
Call it but a weed.
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