April 2016
This month I will be participating in the “Blogging from A-Z Challenge”
What is it?
Blogging every day. It begins on April First with a topic themed on something with the letter A, then on April second another topic with the letter B as the theme, and so on until I finish on April thirtieth with the theme based on the letter Z. The theme of the day is the letter scheduled for that day.
It's been my observation that many bloggers describe themselves as being introverts.
Yes, I am one. How do I know? I could say that I've taken several personality types tests and the results are consistent. Like the one here:
Based on your responses, you are an introvert.
Given the choice, you’ll devote your social energy to a small group of people you care about most, preferring a glass of wine with a close friend to a party full of strangers. You think before you speak, have a more deliberate approach to risk, and enjoy solitude. You feel energized when focusing deeply on a subject or activity that really interests you. When you’re in overly stimulating environments (too loud, too crowded, etc.) you tend to feel overwhelmed. You seek out environments of peace, sanctuary, and beauty; you have an active inner life and are at your best when you tap into its riches.
But I knew long before taking my first test that I fit into that end of the spectrum. If you are an introvert, you know what I mean.
In the world outside of the blogosphere, I prefer to keep a low profile. Even at my ripe old age, I still blush when given more than a small amount of attention. That is attributable to the typical combo of shyness and introversion.
The interesting thing, though, is that I like the attention I receive about my writing. Well, as long as it is in the comment section and not in person, that is.
I do wonder about the people who live in the box on my blog.
What if all ninety-nine of them were in a room together and they were my audience? How would it be for me if I had to read one of my posts aloud to them?
Ninety-nine is quite a large crowd. Of course, I would provide seating for one more because
one hundred is such a nice round number. Okay, I admit to shamelessly soliciting for one more follower.
I'm sweating already imagining myself standing on a stage, complete with a lectern, of course.
I would wave and call out to a couple. "Hey Ruth, how's it going?" "Empty Nester, the girls doing ok?" Betty and Liz nice to see you, as always.
I start to feel comfortable, for I remember that in the past five years I have confided, most intimately, in these ninety-nine people who live in the box on my blog.
I start to feel comfortable, for I remember that in the past five years I have confided, most intimately, in these ninety-nine people who live in the box on my blog.
