Wow! Talk about leaving for a long while! Apparently writing a blog did hurt me a bit, because it took me seven months to come back. I was gone for seven months! Did you people think that I had dropped off the face of the earth, were you waiting on baited breath wondering when my reappearance would happen?
I'm trying to remember the 5 W's and the H of the reporting world. I retained this from grade school. And who I am kidding...kid shows help a lot too (ah, Busytown Mysteries).
WHO: who left? Me.
WHERE: no where in particular, I was around, facebooking, creeping Twitter accounts, learning about instagram, people could find me if they wanted to.
WHAT: What??? I walked away, I like TV, I like TV a lot. I watched TV a lot. TV sometimes consumes me at night. I physically can not pry that remote out of my hand to pick up the computer mouse and click on my blog and write something profound. Oh, and I forgot, I got sucked into Pinterest too. Oh, and I forgot, I don't write things that are profound... I made myself laugh at that one.
WHEN: around seven months ago, that when I left. I started the blog, looked at the font, I thought it hurt my eyes a bit, and then thought I should get the daughter to rejig things for me because she is more tech savvy than me, and then she annoyed me over and over again, so I didn't bother and kept the bright font that sorta of hurt my eyes.
WHY: because writing sort of freaked me out, I don't think I'm any good at writing or storytelling. I wrote on facebook, little funny things that my kids did, and people thought it was amusing and suggested I start a blog. REALLY! And some people are real grammar freaks, and I'm not a grammar person, I just write what pops out and so be it.
HOW: I just got up on my two legs and walked away, that's how. Took my typing fingers and clutched that TV remote with all my might and didn't let go and used my eyes to view the screen that sits in my living room...that's how.
Tales from the 4th Line will start up again...in a bit, I'm wading in, taking my time, slowly getting some ideas processed in my head...trying to figure where Tales from the 4th Line will take me. I'm thinking around the bend and up to crazy street!!
From the 4th line,
Arlene
