Margaret’s Adventures in Blogging ; Part I

My friend, Margaret, recently sent me the following e-mail:

Dear Leslie,

For years, I’ve been writing articles for a blog. The problem is I never set up the site. I always laugh so hard when I read your stuff, especially when I read about Richard. The articles I’ve written are sitting on my desktop. I’m all blogged up with no place to go. What’s a girl to do? O Techno-goddess can you help me find my footing in the Blogosphere? Here’s what I need to know:

1. Where do I start?

2. How much does it cost?

3. How do I find readers?

4. How can I make my blog look cool?

Sign me, A Budding Blogger

Here is my reply:

Yes, Margaret, there is a Santa Claus. No, wait. Sorry. Wrong story.

I am flattered you’ve asked me to help you start your blog. It is a wonderful, personally rewarding way to express yourself. I say “personally” rewarding because so far I have not been able to figure out a way to earn any money whatsoever by blogging.

But, back to your questions:

1. Where do I start?   Congratulations! You have already begun! You have content, you little over-achiever, you! That’s much more than I had when I set up my blog. I started with a few ideas for the name and eventually settled on Tales of Wild Boomba, which is what my much older brother and much, much older sister called me when I was a baby because of my wayward dark, curly hair and resemblance to an ape.

When it came time to think of content, I’d stare at my computer and hope an idea would float through my frizz and into my brain. My first post is about the reason I decided to call my blog Tales of Wild Boomba. I chose the Google-hosted blogspot.com because it seemed easy enough for me to navigate.

But, like an adolescent boy, Google went through a big mess of changes that at times were more challenging than an adolescent girl. So, I moved my blog to wordpress.com after I noticed more and more of the blogs I read were hosted by Word Press. I am much happier on Word Press, but I lost some of my reader(s) because I couldn’t figure out how to tell them/her I had moved my host site. Eventually my mother found the new site, so everything worked out well.

2. How much does it cost?   Both Google and Word Press offer free blogging capabilities. There are premium themes that cost a certain amount per year to maintain, but I didn’t see the point in paying for an upgrade when I didn’t know what I wanted or needed to upgrade. You e-mailed that you are thinking of paying someone to host your blog. Not a bad move, my friend. You will probably end up with fewer headaches than I.

3. How do I find readers?    Oh, if only I knew the answer to that question. When I started blogging I’d e-mail the link to my blog to my family and friends in hopes they would be able to open it, make comments about how funny they thought I was, and that eventually someone I knew would become a book publisher who would offer me a book deal with a huge advance. Well, that never happened. I have been blogging for my own enjoyment for the past five years.

I’ve also linked my blogs to Facebook, LinkedIn, and Twitter via widgets, but the best way to get readers is to read and comment on as many other blogs as possible. This might involve some occasional stalking, but if you really want readers you’re probably going to have to invest in a decent pair of night-vision goggles.

4. How can I make my blog look cool?   The nice thing about the blog-hosting sites I’ve seen is that they have scads and scads of themes from which to choose. Since you’ve already purchased a domain name, you will probably have access to even scads more than I do because I haven’t paid a hosting site, which would probably make my life easier. I tend to try to endure as many self-inflicted mistakes as possible. It’s not very enjoyable, and as soon as I figure out whom to pay to make my blog look spectacular with a fabu theme that makes formatting a breeze, I’ll just keep puttering along.

A few months ago I spent three weeks trying to understand what I was doing by watching all of the “how to” videos about blogging I could find. I ended up making my blog a little.. prettier. And then today I changed the theme yet again. I actually had this blog post ready to publish at 10:00 A.M. CST, but I began investigating another theme, hoping to replace the one I have now. I thought the fish theme was cute at first, but lately it’s been making me sea-sick, so I thought to myself, “Well, I’ll just get a fresh start by publishing Margaret’s post using a new theme.”  I’m still swimming with the fishes, as you can see.

My computer guru, Matt, will think it’s hilarious that you referred to me as an O techno-goddess. I call Matt almost every week to get me out of some O Techno-screw-up I have managed to get myself into. I think I am pretty much paying his rent by now. I might have even bought him a condo for all I know; and this is without making one red (or any other colored) cent yet, mind you.

For example, I recently linked (lunk?) a second blog called “She Said to No one in Particular” to “Tales of Wild Boomba” by employing a menu widget that allows toggling between the two blogs. “She said to no one in particular” is what I say out loud after everything I say to my family because no one seems to hear or listen to me in this house. The widget works, in theory. I just don’t know how to promote the second blog because I’ve already linked Tales of Wild Boomba to Facebook, LinkedIn, and Twitter. The thought of having to figure out how to link another blog to social media makes me feel very unsocial.

I know from experience that setting up a blog, at least for me, is not something that can be explained in one post. Heck, I’ve been messing around with different themes and fonts for the past 5 years. So, with your permission, I’ve decided to turn “Margaret’s Adventures in Blogging” into an ongoing series with an unknown number of posts so that we can help each other be the best darned bloggers we can be. I will also end each of our blogging exchanges with a “MAB” : Margaret’s Adventures in Blogging Word of the Day.

I know you can do this. You have the creativity, brains, ability, and a much better command of the English language than I. I hope I have answered your questions and not frightened you away from wanting to become a blogger.  But, I think I’ve frightened myself.

The MAB of the day is widget(s). A widget  is a very funny word that means something about something you put on your blog that you end up screwing up because unless you know what you’re doing, you don’t know what you’re doing.

Serious Comedy by The Comic Thread

If I could, I’d buy my tickets to see The Comic Thread at next year’s Chicago Sketch Comedy Festival  today. Having never walked into a theater lobby and being met by a woman dressed as “poop” walking around with a guy dressed up as a lobster who asked me to play with his balls (they were in a bag; Gee, I thought that would help explain the lobster balls, but it really didn’t.), I was unprepared for such a “happening”. My friend Jody, who was with her husband Jeff, was “game” and played with the lobster’s balls. She paid $1 to reach into the bag-o-lobster balls and pulled out a doll head. There were other prizes to be won, such as free tickets to see some of the 169 shows over the 8-day festival, so playing with lobster balls was not such a bad idea.

My husband Richard was keeping our place in line to see the comedy sketch troupe The Comic Thread, which I later found out he didn’t need to do. Because of the groovy press pass I was given by James Juliano of SHOUT Marketing and Media Relations, I can now go to the head of any line of any show during the duration of the festival because my press pass says, “I’m fucking important!”

My eyes wandered from the lobster’s balls when I saw a guy wearing only blue tightie…bluies, a leopard-print cowboy hat, and furry cowboy boots (which happens to be a fantasy of mine, but enough about me). I had no idea what I’ve been missing all these years.

Don’t worry. I’ll get to The Comic Thread’s outstanding sold-out-for-the-4th-year-in-a-row performance in a minute.

I just have to finish telling you about what was happening in the lobby because the magic began the moment Richard and I walked in. There was a girl in a tutu, a very twisted-looking Winnie the Pooh, a guy wearing jeans, a bunny head, and no shirt (another fantasy of mine), and a colonially-dressed guy –George Washington?– (definitely NOT one of my fantasies.)

We were let into the theater and after we had been seated for a few minutes all the characters we had encountered in the lobby ran onto the stage to introduce The Comic Thread, including the Master of Ceremonies, Executive Producer of Sketchfest, Brian Posen. The characters from the lobby quickly exited stage right as the lights dimmed and the audience members sat on the edge of their seats waiting to be entertained.

I’ll tell you right now, I laughed, and if you know me you know that I laugh loudly no matter how hard I’ve tried over the years to bring it down a notch, from the moment the show began until I realized we were walking down the street towards the restaurant and I should probably stop.

The Comic Thread is fucking important! It is completely obvious that Matthew Birnholz, Nicolas DeGrazia, Meg Grunewald, Daphne Scott, and Charles Turck take their comedy very seriously. They are the hardest working comedians in Chicago; maybe even the world! Each one could stand on his or her own, but as an ensemble they are unstoppable.

What makes each of  them such complete comedians is a combination of extraordinary material, obviously honed to the  point of defining who they are, and the way in which they trust each other and work with each other. There was no star. There was no one actor who obviously stole the show, except for, possibly, Charles Turck’s naked behind in the Peter Pan sketch. Don’t remember that from the Peter Pan of your childhood, do you?

Speaking of Charles Turck, his face speaks volumes when he’s not speaking. During The 7th Inning Stretch sketch, the ensemble sang an almost impossible rendition of “Take me out to the Ball Game”, except for Turck who just looked so perplexed it was hard for me not to fixate on his face, especially while my brain was trying desperately to figure out how the rest of the cast was achieving brilliance with a song we all know, or thought we knew.

Meg Grunewald brought Peter Pan to life, reprising the role of Elana Ernst Silverstein; a beloved cast member she had never met who recently passed away. In fact, The Comic Thread dedicated last night’s performance “with love to the enduring memory and friendship of Elana Ernst Silverstein”. Peter Pan was obviously a woman pretending to be a boy and when Daphne Scott’s “Wendy” called her bluff, Peter Pan’s obviously male shadow (played in a very tight-fitting black unitard by Matthew Birnholz)  killed her. Spoiler alert! (That’s for Nicolas DeGrazia who said “spoiler alert” after  revealing the ending  of the movie “The Hobbit”.)

The use of dramatic music, meticulously-placed lighting, and elaborate costumes for the shortest of sketches was unexpected and yet perfect. The Comic Thread, a division of  Emmy Award- wining Bitter Jester Creative, deserves the accolades it gets, and there have been many. To read them and to learn more about Bitter Jester Creative, go to http://www.bitterjester.com.

One last thing that impressed me to the core was the genuine affection they had for each other and for all of the other over 1000 artists performing in the festival. On Facebook there were shout-outs, recommendations, and heart-felt admiration for all of the other comedy sketch troupes participating in the 12th Annual Chicago Sketch Comedy Festival.

While The Comic Thread will not be performing again during Sketchfest, you can still catch other shows today, and from Thursday, January 10th through Sunday, January 13th at Stage 773, 1225 W. Belmont, Chicago. Meg Grunewald’s troupe “Just the Tip” will be performing Thursday, January 10th at 9:00 PM.  Call 773/327-5252 or visit their website at http://www.chicagosketchfest.com for more information.

Saving Lives; One Sketch at a Time

Whatever you do, don’t yell “Is there a doctor in the house?” Saturday night during The Comic Thread’s performance. Why? Because 3 1/2 of the members of The Comic Thread (TCT) are doctors: Matt Birnholz, Charles Turck, and Daphne Scott. And Matt’s brother, Justin, is a mere months away from being awarded a PhD in Clinical Psychology.

But Justin won’t even be in the house because he’s in New York doing an internship. But, as he told me, “Anything you laugh at, I wrote.”

That’s the beauty of TCT. Members of the troupe might not even be in a performance, yet his or her contributions will. Justin says, “It’s how the writing process works for us. One person will write a sketch, everyone else will edit it, both in writing and in rehearsals, and in the end it changes into something else.”

With their demanding “day job”schedules and geographic challenges I wondered how they each have time to collaborate in TCT.  Charles says, “Some of it is the opportunity to chip in and shoulder the burden of work adopted more frequently by a group of people I love.  Oftentimes I collaborate in sound design for shows in which I’m not performing, because that work can be done from anywhere in the world.”

Charles continued, “Sometimes there’s even engagement in real time: Nic once found himself in a bind; he needed to procure some props last minute – on opening night – but he didn’t want to abandon his office phone and the ability to take reservations for a show TCT was doing locally.  So I said forward the calls to me and I’ll take reservations for you so that you can do what you need to do.  So on a Friday night in 2008, I took phone reservations for a show in Highland Park from my apartment office in Worcester, Massachusetts.”

But who knew doctors were so passionate about being so painfully funny?

Matt says, “Our backgrounds pretty much cover the entire spectrum of health and wellness, but our shared love of comedy brings them all together . . . or not, but it’s nice to envision. I think the comedy we do provides a sort of balance to our respective work areas. Yes, our costumes on stage are often ridiculous, and our characters rarely “normal,” but what better environment to embrace those opportunities than a medium where normalcy is, if anything, the exception?”

Matt continues, “The potential for earning greater and greater awards for our brand of comedy and performance has always been appealing, but nowhere near as strong a driver in what we do compared to the sheer enjoyment of it. We’re in it for the experience, the way it adds something immeasurable to our lives and makes each day feel fuller. There is nothing quite like it, and that is certainly its own reward.”

I ask Daphne, “What’s the deal with all the doctors?” She says, “I don’t know directly but I can say that beyond our collective intelligence there is something incredibly healing about laughter; no matter how cliché that may sound. In my work as a physical therapist this was a critical element in allowing people to keep their motivation and to know that they were capable of accomplishing their goals even in the face of sometimes very painful conditions. And there is possibly no better experience than laughing-crying. I have witnessed several people having this experience over the years.”

I ask her what keeps the group together. Daphne says, “While the group has had different performers come in and out when needed and as available, we never seem to lose a core connection that we have with each other which is clearly grounded in our love of comedy and our desire to create the best shows possible.”

So, I ask Charles, “What’s up with all these doctors?” He answers, “TCT has ensnared a wide range of healthcare practitioners in its admittedly lengthy tendrils because so many of us, both within TCT and without, yearn for a degree of balance in our lives.  On the balance, healthcare practitioners that belong in their field have a tendency toward being serious about what they do for a living; patient’s demand and deserve care from someone who is passionate about what she or he does.  I do agree, though, that all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy, and TCT is but one of the outlets its group members use to channel their creative energy.”

I ask him, ”What is it about TCT that compels you to travel from Massachusetts to perform with the group, as well as Montreal and LA?”

“Schedule and resources permitting, and a love of travel aside, there’s just nothing quite like performing for an appreciative audience (or, for different reasons, an unappreciative one too).  From my perspective as a performer, the audience is such an interesting, unique entity.  As I actively engage in the art form on stage, hopefully successfully a microcosm of reality to which my fellow humans might relate, this group of individuals in front of me delivers a collective energy in the form of laughs, gasps, and even silent reaction to the spectacle before it.”

“In my mind, the group seemingly melts into an amorphous, single mass – the audience – that’s every bit as complex a conversational partner as the individual people who comprise it.  And yet at the same time I can, at any moment in a planned or spontaneous manner, begin to interact with an individual member or a small group within this larger entity while the larger whole remains intact and responsive just as before.  I’m no doubt describing a process that many performers experience routinely and consider as natural and perhaps easy to forget as breathing.  But for those who have never performed or attained a level of comfort with it that allows for reflection, it’s worth describing here; it’s a phenomenon that’s quite remarkable.”

Meg Grunewald, who is performing with TCT Saturday night, is also a member of the all-female comedy sketch group “Just the Tip” along with Jessica Antes, Bess Boswell, and Julia Lippert.

Meg became friends with the cast members of TCT because they realized, as they sat with each other to see Sktechfest every year, that they actually enjoyed each others’ company. They decided they didn’t  like just being “camp friends” who only saw each other once a year, so they decided to hang out and become “show buddies.” Meg subbed for one of TCT’s actors one year and ended up going with the troupe to New York for a competition.

She says her group is more loosy-goosy, whereas TCT is meticulous when it comes to making every part of every scene as funny as it can possibly be. “Watching them edit their script is something to be seen,” she says. Sometimes she will bring a fresh idea into the mix, which is always appreciated.

Meg feels honored to be able to help TCT pay homage to their friend, Elana Ernst Silverstein, who passed away this past December, by reprising one of her roles. “By doing this character it’s like she’s still in the show.”

While gathering research for this blog post, two things stood out about the cast members of The Comic Thread (TCT): 1) They respect each other and can’t say enough nice things about one another, and 2) They all worship Nicolas DeGrazia. According to each and every person I contacted, without Nic’s energy, focus, and sheer will to make things happen, TCT would not be onstage Saturday night at the 12th Annual Chicago Sketchfest at Stage 773, on Belmont in Chicago.

Each member of the troupe e mailed or called me with answers to questions I had e mailed, so they weren’t all sitting in the same room together answering my questions and being kind in front of each other; but it was as if they were all sitting in the same room together answering my questions and being kind in front of each other. It’s clear that these people would do anything for each other, except maybe for Justin Birnholz. He’s known as the arch-nemesis of the group, but I can tell he’s a softy at heart.

Like the other cast members of The Comic Thread, Nic has a day-job as Creative Director and co-owner of Bitter Jester Creative, Inc., the Emmy Award-winning digital cinema company. However, he manages to make TCT happen each year because, as he says, “I can’t not do this. I feel fortunate to work with such great friends and talent.” As Nic told Matt Birnholz in high school, “We’ll be getting Oscars someday.”

Matt says, “A solid comedy troupe needs a champion to keep us moving forward. As someone whose work in film and television complements the aspirations of a comedy group directly, there is no question that Nic has been responsible for much of The Comic Thread’s rapid growth and recognition over the past several years. He’s taken us from a ‘summers when we’re all free’ group in the schooling days to a widely known, cross-country seasoned, year-round presence on the professional comedy scene. That is a remarkable achievement. Could any one of us have taken The Comic Thread to our current level? Perhaps, but not without Nic’s help, and certainly not anywhere near as effectively. He is a networking and marketing machine, a savvy acting and tech director, a focal point for all festival and media communications, and a creative genius to boot. We owe a LOT of our success to his tireless work on the group’s behalf.”

“Nic is a great judge of potential, and we all do believe that there’s no cap to what we can accomplish here with enough practice and refinement of our signature style. This is a skill-driven profession, and the more we experience, the more we can draw from to enhance those skills. In this respect, I share Nic’s view that the sky’s the limit for us. Further, in fact. We intend to kick the sky’s ass.”

I ask Charles how the work has evolved over the past 20 years. He says, “Creativity and energy have not changed, but our work is informed by additional life experience to which a hopefully increasingly large age group in our audiences and peers can relate.  And in a related fashion, we set higher standards for ourselves than ever before.”

Nic had told me that Charles used to dry heave from stage fright, so I ask him if he still does. “I have overcome it in much the same way as we are able to condition our bodies to overcome severe, allergic reactions: repeated exposure.  I had seen performance for years – I had been a fan of televised comedy shows from late childhood and was a member of stage crew in high school.  All the while I thought, I can do that (although no one said well).  So when the opportunity arose to participate in a children’s production of Alice in Wonderland at the Attic Playhouse with many of the same people who were starting Super-Natty* in the summer of 1998, I took it.”

“It’s funny, it’s all about repeated exposure and the commitment to see that through.  The mind’s a powerful thing; I’ve gone from being the boy who dry heaved to only one in the group whose ever done nudity.”

As impressive as that sounds, Nicolas says. “The Comic Thread wouldn’t be anything without Ben. (He) still brainstorms with us, but more important, we have been performing re-writes of his original material at ALL of our traveling festivals. His work has garnered us much positive critical acclaim and has even helped us to win several awards.”

Ben, who lives in L.A. and produces music videos, is currently working on a documentary/dance film. He says, “Like Nic said, my material still gets performed, and I try to brainstorm when I can. It’s tough though. Comedy is so so so so so hard. I think jokes come to comedians like melodies come to musicians, through some inspired lighting strike osmosis.”

Ben continues, “I don’t consider myself witty, though I’d love to think so.” He credits Woody Allen, Whit Stillman, and Armando Ianucci as his favorite humorists, but says, “My comedy (when I did comedy) was much broader, much more influenced by major 90’s comedy forces; SNL, Mr. Show, The State, and even (I dare say) people like Jim Carrey and Adam Sandler.” He says at the time he thought he was being like Monty Python or Andy Kaufman, but confesses, “but the end result was probably something more pandering and, like, ‘wakka-wakka’-funny, you know?”

I ask Ben, “What the heck is Super-Natty?” He says, ” The term Super-Natty is from a Tricky song called ‘Brand New, You’re Retro.’ I always liked the name Super-Natty. Perfect for a sketch troupe actually. Like, it’s sort of nonsense that at the same time sounds like a pre-existing cultural term.”

I tell Justin that Nic calls him the arch-nemesis of the group.  “Ah, the arch-nemesis thing. I’m not sure entirely when or where that started between me and Nic, but I do know why: as the group’s resident supervillain, I have a reputation of nemesising to uphold. That and the frequent use of doomsday devices IF MY DEMANDS ARE NOT MET.”

‘The Cosmic Threat’, as I believe they’re called, is a Heck of a troupe, I think. They’re all, like, funny, and stuff. And sometimes they do my stuff! I haven’t written anything for them in a year or two, sadly, but that’s more because of my crazy-ass schedule than anything else. Getting a phony doctorate takes some work and time, it turns out. I was shocked to learn that myself. But I write little funny things down when I can, and sometimes they turn into scripts and sometimes they turn into songs and sometimes, if they’re really short, they turn into texts or Facebook status updates. But comedy is important to me, and I hope I can get back into the swing of writing sketches again soon.”

“But anyway, don’t let that mawkish sentimentality fool you: I’m a villain first and a writer second, and I am actively working to destroy TCT both from within and without. And, according to my writing, apparently trying to feminize and gay up the troupe as much as possible, since my scripts *always* have female leads and tend to include gender/sexuality as main concepts. I’m into that. And it has lead to all three of ‘The Karmic Thread’s’ same-sex kisses on stage (off stage, I am not responsible for). I take great pride in that.”

You could say these doctors have no borders.

Chicago Sketchfest runs from Thursday to Sunday January 3rd-6th and January 10th-13th at Stage 773, 1225 W. Belmont, Chicago, 773/327-5252. Nic told me there are 4 stages with shows going on at the same time every hour, so it would be impossible to see every show.

But tonight at 6:00 PM is The Comic Thread’s night! And I can’t wait to be there to see what people on Facebook mean by comments such as, “Please don’t scare my girlfriend!”

* Super-Natty was the group’s name until it morphed into The Comic Thread.

1/23/13  This is an edited version of the original post.

So Many Calendars; Too Little Time

Trying to become organized has made me more disorganized. It’s been a battle since the birth of my children. I firmly believe the majority of my brain cells were nestled in each of their placentas. Therefore, when they were born, most of my brain cells came out right along with them.

Growing up I always kept a fairly detailed paper calendar for myself. Now that I’m married with two adult children who attend a local college and have part-time jobs, keeping track of my family’s comings and goings, commitments, and invitations has catapulted me, kicking and screaming, into a world that demands organization. Ugh.

Because I don’t like to create spreadsheets, mainly because I really don’t know how, I decided to hang a dry-erase calendar in the kitchen. There are four of us who go in different directions at different times each day which requires careful planning and thought (the worst part) and the use of colorful dry-erase markers (the best part!).

Red denotes the gray Subaru Forester, blue denotes the white Subaru Forester, and black represents Richard’s old BMW. Richard needs a car for work nearly every day. I need a car three days a week to get to my part-time job. Veronica and Lucas share “the third family car” and once or twice a week, when the moon is in the seventh house, and Jupiter aligns with Mars and, if peace will guide the planets, they can share the car successfully. The rest of the week requires a pie chart, graph, and/or an occasional power point presentation.

In addition to the color-coded kitchen calendar, I have four other calendars: One on my iPhone, one on my laptop, and a paper one that has yet to be filled in with the birthdays and anniversaries written in bold red marker that still reside in last year’s paper calendar.

I’ve tried for years to go paperless, but I can’t seem to commit to not having a tangible paper calendar. Somehow, if I don’t see it on paper, it doesn’t exist. It could get swallowed up by The Cloud. It could get lost in cyberspace. It could end up on another Leslie Korengold’s iPhone. Yes, there are at least three of us, though I’ve never met them. I do keep in touch with one of them via Facebook, and talked to her on the phone once.

In a perfect world the calendar on my iPhone would be perfectly synced with the one on my computer. But, that would mean I actually synced them to each other, which I tend to forget to do. This can cause problems.

Let’s say I’ve just had my teeth cleaned and as I’m almost out the door the receptionist says, “Let’s set up your next appointment for six months from now.” I say, “Ok. I’ll put it in my phone.”  She says, “Would you like a reminder card to take with you?” I say “No thanks. I have it in my handy dandy phone calendar.”

Always. Take. The Card.

Why? Now I have the appointment in my phone, right? I forget to sync my phone to the calendar on my computer. So, a month goes by and I enter a different appointment on my computer for the exact same day and time but forget to synch it to my phone. Ok. We’re going to have a conflict in 5 months.

But wait! There’s more! Since I still believe in keeping a written calendar, about four months go by and my friend Liz sends me a text that reads, “Let’s do lunch.” Because, even if it’s been a few months since we last had lunch, we always go to Norton’s Restaurant at noon on any given Tuesday. We just need to confirm which Tuesday works. So, I look at my written calendar that looks wide open on a Tuesday in four weeks at noon.

About a week before my lunch date with Liz I get a reminder card in the mail for my dentist appointment. Then I receive a reminder call for the other appointment and Liz calls to confirm our usual plans; that’s when I realize I have a dentist appointment, a hair color appointment and lunch with Liz all on the same day and all at the same time. Oh, and it’s my parents’ anniversary. And Veronica needs the car for work.

Clearly my current system has a few flaws. All I have to do is write all birthdays and anniversaries in my 2012-2013 paper calendar and add them to either my iPhone or computer and then sync them every day. But I haven’t done it yet. I don’t understand why I am so reluctant to Just Do It.

Well, today is the day. I am going to do it. And, I am also joining the BlogHer NaBloPoMo December Blogroll, accepting the challenge to write a new blog post every day during the month of December. Yes, Mom, I know it’s December 4th, but I have until tomorrow to sign up. And, very much unlike me, I won’t wait until the very last possible minute to accept the challenge. I’m doing it an entire day before the deadline, which for me is a huge step.

The thought of writing something every day that I am comfortable enough to post creeps me out. I usually edit for days. If I don’t think a piece is ready to post I’ll sit on it like an expectant Cuckoo bird.

Obviously my lack of organization will make this challenge even harder, but I think it’s just what I need to get out of my comfort zone, which isn’t all that comfortable. The thought of forcing myself to post something I’m proud of every day is terrifying, but if I don’t write every day, what kind of writer would I be? An unpublished, undiscovered, and unhappy one. I need to throw caution to the wind and not be upset if it gets mangled in a fan and thrown back in my face. Can I do it? I’m going to try.