SERENDIPITY will be five years old in a few weeks. Ready to start kindergarten. How quickly they grow from infants to sturdy little children with their own lives.

On one level, it feels like I just started doing this. This site is ever-evolving. It wanders in directions I never expected. Since I don’t really plan, most of my best stuff just happened because it happened. I hadn’t given it much thought. Not always true, of course. I do plan some posts, but most — often the best of the bunch — just fall out of my fingers into the keyboard. Voila! A post happened.

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On the other hand, it also feels like I’ve been doing this forever. SERENDIPITY is the last thing I check at night before I go to sleep and the first thing I do in the morning when I settle down with my coffee.

I sit with my muffin or biscuits and my big cup of coffee … and SERENDIPITY is up. For the next few hours, I will write, read, edit, and ponder. I almost didn’t bother with this prompt because I couldn’t think of anything to say. Until I realized blogging itself has become my version of a marathon. It’s an endless marathon that doesn’t finish after 26 miles. It goes on and on and on as long as I and my co-conspirators have the will and interest to keep plugging away at it.


Blogging isn’t a hobby. Writing for me isn’t a hobby. More like something I’m compelled to do.  Writing is who I am as well as what I do, whether it’s a few lines of text surrounding a photograph, or a long, researched piece about something I feel is important. i can’t just “toss something off” without at least believing it’s well-written, has a beginning, middle, and end which tie together. The typos are in there just to keep you on your toes — well, not really, but I’m a terrible proofreader.

There are days when I don’t want to do it. Then, I think, about it. I realize … this is what I do. If I don’t do this thing, with what will I occupy myself? Shall I take pictures no one will ever see? Write long emails to friends too busy to read them? Write another book (Ganeesh spare me that agony … once was enough).

So everyday except when I am traveling en route to somewhere else or too sick to do anything, I write. A little bit, or a little more, and rarely, a lot. This is who I am, and this is what I do.

I will keep doing it until I hear the cows mooing at the barn under the glow of a blue moon. Probably because … it’s just me.

36 thoughts on “BLOGGING – IT’S WHAT I DO

  1. When I started doing this, I didn’t want to do it. I’d just read it was a good way to sell books. I did sell some books, too. 🙂 I thought the daily prompt was consummately stupid, but it led to four or five really good short stories which once again shows to go you that we have no idea what’s going on. 🙂


    • All the world is a prompt. I get a lot of my best ideas — or ones I think are my best ideas — from dialogue in movies and TV shows. I hear a line, I put it into an email and send it to myself. The concept of a prompt is a good one and the prompt doesn’t have to be anything special, just something that prods the brain to think in another direction. Not every prompt works for me, but many do. Those “good lines” I save in my email are sometimes the easiest posts to write. Those, and the things I yell at the television when they say something stupid.

      Inspiration. I takes it wherever I finds it 🙂

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  2. While my blogging time waxes and wanes, my writing time doesn’t, and the journey is still one I enjoy very much. I’m like you: it’s what I do, it’s who I am….. a writer who blogs, too.

    Even when I’m away a while, I always find happiness dipping back in and reading what everyone has been up to – including you! It’s like catching up with old friends, with a safety net an introvert can handle. 😊


    • I try to visit everyone, but I find I can’t both visit everyone and write and post. So, by necessity, I’ve had to visit less than i would like. It is always a pleasure catching up with friends. There really AREN’T enough hours in the day! I never understand people who complain they are bored. How can anyone be bored when the world is at your fingertips?

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  3. I asked myself many times why I do write my blog, and I always had difficulties to answer this question, as same as I don’t know why I started to play guitar to a point that I think I can now play guitar. For me, these and other activities that I like, are just activities that I do because some kind of magic in the human brain…
    The answer is probably very simple, I found things that I like to do regularly (sometimes more often, sometimes less often) and I sticked with it.


    • I think that’s the real reason for all of us. Whatever it is, it suits us. We like it. We get positive feedback for doing it, so we continue to do it. We get pleasure from it, so why not? I’m not sure we always need a reason anyhow 🙂

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  4. I couldn’t agree with you more. Quite often my blog simply arrives, more often than not. Rarely do I have to ponder for an idea, so right or wrong, it is what it is. I appreciate all that stop be to view what I’ve conjured up today. As much I appreciate viewing what everyone else writes. I only wish there were more hours in a day.

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  5. Before I forget, please tell Garry that Singin’ In The Rain should be playing in a movie theater somewhere nearby Wednesday night. It’s great to see an old film on the big screen. As for you, I’m definitely glad I found you and your writing. I don’t get to visit every day but I’m always glad to see and read your posts. Even if at first they don’t sound like anything I’d be interested in, they always are. You have a way of making even the most mundane of daily events interesting and, most times, humorous! If we lived closer, I’d always be over there listening and talking to you and Garry. And then my wife would become jealous. And divorce me. And then I’d have to move in with you guys because I’d be homeless and depressed. So maybe it’s best that we have the internet! 😉

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    • Thanks 🙂 As enthusiastic followers of TCM, we have it in our calendar. We weren’t up to an excursion yesterday (when it first played) and it’s supposed to pour all day tomorrow, but hopefully, we’ll be able to get ourselves moving Wednesday. This is not our best time of year. We don’t deal well with the cold and damp.


    • Hold on, Emilio!! Don’t jump off the roof!! Hey, I enjoy sharing with you. We plan to see “Singing In The Rain” tomorrow (Wednesday). I’ll be humming softly.
      Your Wife would love Marilyn. They could discuss how they keep us on the straight and narrow. We are lucky guys.

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      • Well, Garry, Lynn’s had a setback with her foot and may not be able to join me to see Singin’. But she has granted me the night off and I will be going alone. I think I’ve seen it only twice and never on the big screen so it should be fun. And yes, we are lucky guys. But I don’t think our wives made too shabby of choices, either!

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        • I’m sure you are a sterling husband. I’m not being sarcastic, either. Simply by the way you talk about your wife and the respect you show her … you’re a winner. I hope we make it to the movie tomorrow. It’s sleeting here, so it will depend on the condition of the roads. Ice is scary.


  6. I am with you all the way, of course. It has become a way of life and I am sure it preserves the brain cells, as far as we have them. Blogging is our private marathon. I have been at it now for at least 10 years, not always on WordPress, but I am convinced it keeps me from becoming brain dead. I need it to prove that I can still do it. The beginnings of our days seem to be very similar. Oh Marilyn if only we were neighbours – no perhaps not, it might be too much of a good thing – you know husbands and all that, they need us now and again.

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    • I think my husband would be happy enough to have a few hours to himself now and then. Not that he minds me around — he really does like me and my company — but he is very involved with his old movies and sports and I am less interested in those things than he is.

      The distance is a bit daunting. I will be forever grateful that we CAN talk, even from such an enormous distance. It isn’t as cozy as actually sharing a physical space would be, but it helps. As we get older and the friends we had begin to go away … and so many who don’t even live very far from us simply don’t go out anymore … this is our best connection.

      I believe you are right. Blogging — writing and taking pictures and communicating does really keep our brains alive and even more important, keeps us from sinking into isolation and depression. I’m pretty sure, even when I complain about it, that blogging has been a life raft for me and a great many others.

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    • Mrs. Swiss, it would be nice if we were neighbors. Mr. Swiss and I could share man stuff while you and Marilyn could really bond with girly stuff. Mr. Swiss and I could solve the problems of the world.

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