Beginning Blogger
I have blogged a little (tiny) bit in the last 18 or so years. I blogged on a somewhat regular basis for awhile when my daughter was a baby, but never could really feel free enough to write, letting my mistakes typosss fears beliefs myself be known. I'm changed now, a new person due to life's challenges and opportunities, and so think of me what you must, I am not afraid to be me now.
I started to delete my first post of this blog because it has been almost two years since I wrote it. I decided to blog, was going to create a new blog, was logged into Google, came to this site, and here it still is waiting for me. I left it so you can see because I am just being myself, and letting you see me as me, someone who sometimes starts things and leaves them behind. This time I just took a long time to pick it back up.
I have been writing my whole life, personal journals and stories only I could see, school papers, letters, special occasion cards, business documents which included user guides, code (in Pascal, FORTRAN, Visual Basic, C, PHP, Unix and DOS scripts...),resumes', emails, and. memos. I wrote short stories for Creative Writing competitions in the Texas Independent School District (ISD), notes, blog, Facebook and Twitter posts, and whatever else we all write in our lifetimes.
***Karen laughs at Karen for including everything, gives Kudos to whoever read them all ***
Aha, those asterisks turn code into comments in some programming languages. I would not have thought to include them if I had not hidden my creativity in them. It is funny now because I took two or three times longer than other programmers to write code because I commented, as it should be, not how it is because people are in too much of a hurry, pushing programmers to make code functional, not pretty. I did not have a lot of truly functional code after a couple of years. Yes, I admitted that..
I ran from God telling me to write, justifying in my mind that I was not good enough to do it, that all of the above was enough, that my grammar skills would make me a failure. Because I am a Grammar Nazi and perfectionist, have always had low self-esteem, I was afraid people would laugh at me.
Well duh, some people make a living getting people to laugh at them. So laugh at my mistakes if you must, judge me if you must, or like what I have written. If you read this far, you have done one of those, so thank you for being here. I am letting you get to know the real me because I like myself just the way I am, hope you do too, but if you don't that is okay.
Later,
Karen
I started to delete my first post of this blog because it has been almost two years since I wrote it. I decided to blog, was going to create a new blog, was logged into Google, came to this site, and here it still is waiting for me. I left it so you can see because I am just being myself, and letting you see me as me, someone who sometimes starts things and leaves them behind. This time I just took a long time to pick it back up.
I have been writing my whole life, personal journals and stories only I could see, school papers, letters, special occasion cards, business documents which included user guides, code (in Pascal, FORTRAN, Visual Basic, C, PHP, Unix and DOS scripts...),resumes', emails, and. memos. I wrote short stories for Creative Writing competitions in the Texas Independent School District (ISD), notes, blog, Facebook and Twitter posts, and whatever else we all write in our lifetimes.
***Karen laughs at Karen for including everything, gives Kudos to whoever read them all ***
Aha, those asterisks turn code into comments in some programming languages. I would not have thought to include them if I had not hidden my creativity in them. It is funny now because I took two or three times longer than other programmers to write code because I commented, as it should be, not how it is because people are in too much of a hurry, pushing programmers to make code functional, not pretty. I did not have a lot of truly functional code after a couple of years. Yes, I admitted that..
I ran from God telling me to write, justifying in my mind that I was not good enough to do it, that all of the above was enough, that my grammar skills would make me a failure. Because I am a Grammar Nazi and perfectionist, have always had low self-esteem, I was afraid people would laugh at me.
Well duh, some people make a living getting people to laugh at them. So laugh at my mistakes if you must, judge me if you must, or like what I have written. If you read this far, you have done one of those, so thank you for being here. I am letting you get to know the real me because I like myself just the way I am, hope you do too, but if you don't that is okay.
Later,
Karen
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