Tag Archives: Blogging

Do You Squidoo?

28 Nov

This month I started writing on Squidoo.com.

Squidoo (created by Seth Godin) is a website that allows its users to create a page about anything they want. Also, you can get paid for you work. Or you can give the money to charity. Or get paid.

Having just started, I’m not yet sure if it’ll be worth the time I’m investing in it, but it’s a fun experiment and if it works out, it’ll be pretty awesome.

So far I’ve written three “lenses” (what Squidoo calls posts). Here they are if you’d like to check them out:

Best Period Movies and Mini Series

A Guide to Spending the Day in a Movie Theatre

The Jewish Holiday of Chanukah (aka Hannukah, Festival of Lights, Festival of Dedication)

Are You a Fan of “24”?

2 Nov

I’m new to blogging correctly but I’m not new to blogging.

When I was in college I took a Mass Media class where I was assigned a show to watch (mine was 24) and keep a blog about. Isn’t college great?

24 the show

Anyway, my first attempt at blogging was really cute. There’s no other way to describe it.

Actually, there is this: it was hideous. Content aside, the design was bad, I didn’t use categories, didn’t use tags, didn’t use images…you get the idea.

I had no idea what blogging was really about.

I’ve learned a lot about blogging since then. So I went back and cleaned it up a bit so I could present it to you.

The blog is called glued2thetube (still love the title) and the content is pretty great (if I do say so myself). It’s mostly a play-by-play of the first season of 24. If you’re a fan or a first-time watcher, check it out here.

Beware: It’s chock-full of season one spoilers.

I’d love to hear comments (again, here or there). Enjoy!

The Driving Force Behind This Blog

16 Oct

I started writing when I was six years old.

Since then I’ve kept journals and diaries, written short stories and attempted longer ones, and I’ve created poems and scenes and characters.

But when my latest attempt at a novel-length story floundered miserably, I seriously questioned (not for the first time!) the status of “writer” that I’d slapped on myself at some point in my teenage years. Writer’s block plagued me for months, as I thought: Am I a writer if I don’t write?

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