tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post5295001615876859593..comments2024-02-16T19:50:32.317-05:00Comments on Lynda Grace An Hour Away: Z: Zipping It Up Between Me and Melyndagracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13530605081989558341noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post-40060319966007890542012-05-08T10:32:51.554-04:002012-05-08T10:32:51.554-04:00It's a wonder to me how the internet works. If...It's a wonder to me how the internet works. If you want your stuff to be "discovered," it's an uphill climb, but if you are indifferent, or better yet, hoping it's not found, then you can be absolutely certain that the "wrong" person will stumble across it. I still rely on my spiral notebooks for the journal aspect, and there's always a little nagging thought about who might read them, etc. but the therapeutic value far outweighs those concerns.masked_momnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post-3433658134308798382012-05-03T00:39:24.661-04:002012-05-03T00:39:24.661-04:00My blog was found a while back and it made me take...My blog was found a while back and it made me take a change of course to a certain degree but I kept it open and I still write from the heart, I just leave names out of it (Just my husband and two kids names are used)! I figured out a way to get around it. It has happened to many bloggers and you will find your way, Hang in there :)Lucynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post-86350130467497166852012-05-01T10:36:06.373-04:002012-05-01T10:36:06.373-04:00Like Anne, I have journals dating way back but, un...Like Anne, I have journals dating way back but, unlike Anne, I never read them. I have a box of letters exchanged between my then boyfriend and me (between 1971 and 1973) and the only time in recent history that I looked at them I was embarrassed. I might just do some purging this summer.graciewildenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post-2979354065444122462012-05-01T06:47:32.547-04:002012-05-01T06:47:32.547-04:00That’s funny, your comment made me think of how ou...That’s funny, your comment made me think of how outspoken my mother became when she got to be in her eighties. Perhaps that’s when those juicy tidbits will come spilling out :).LyndaGracenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post-78350579176771015172012-04-30T22:47:22.256-04:002012-04-30T22:47:22.256-04:00I have many handwritten journals going back to at ...I have many handwritten journals going back to at least high school, maybe even earlier and your post makes me think of them. I often wonder about what will come of those many journals after I'm gone. I personally like to go back and read them and reflect on where I've been and who I've become, but I can't imagine anyone else ever reading them. (Partly because of what you express - WHO would possible CARE - but also because I am brutally honest about everything in them and I wouldn't want their bluntness to hurt anyone's feelings.) I wonder if I need to make an arrangement for someone I trust to dispose of them once I go... or maybe I won't really care who knows my personal thoughts, actions and feelings at that point. You have gotten me thinking though about the line between what I post publicly and what I write privately since I too now have a public blog to go with my very private journals. I think, however, there is even another dimension to it though - those things which I think, but would never dare to write down. Perhaps those uncensored tidbits are the juiciest morsels and there is probably good reason they remain in my head!Anne Deaknoreply@blogger.com