I must admit, writing this blog is a bit stressful. Not writing it exactly, but maneuvering to the right blog to actually create a new post is! You see, I have 3 blogs at Word Press and 1 at Blogspot. I hardly ever go to the one on blogspot. The Order of the Phoenix. It is the oldest and least used, truly the road less travelled. We read all of the Harry Potters together as a family as each volume was published. We loved those evenings together, sharing those Hogworts kids. My favorite idea — you guessed it — was The Order of Phoenix, a band of “not-so-ordinary” wizards who banded together to fight evil. What an exciting venture! Thus the name of the Blog. But I don’t remember my user name or password. Ever. Fortunately, my computer remembers them both, so I could get on and create new posts if I so choose. But the format is different from Word Press and I find it harder to feel at home there.
The next oldest Blog is Altus Photo Design’s Blog. For a very long time I was obsessed with photography. Took tons of pictures every day. Talked photography incessantly. But like Mom and her quilts, that vocation has all but run its course. We haven’t solicited any work for years and the thoughts of doing so puts a pit in my stomach. I’ve gotten too old, my eyes too bad, the desire to create photographically too weak. Mostly, I just want to sit in my chair and watch TV. I can’t believe I admitted that! I’ve never really been a TV watcher, but a great reader! I could read so long my knees would ache. You know, from sitting in my chair. But the eyes have changed all that. It’s too hard to read most of the time. But I am reading Kon Tiki, with a friend who lives in Tennessee. I knew her at Summit Elementary School 1,000 years or so ago. We recently reacquainted on facebook. She remembered when I read Kon Tiki in school. She says the Fifth Grade. She read it, too. But neither of us could remember much about it, so we’re reading it again together. Her in Tennessee. Me here in Utah. Wow that was a digression!
Then I got a job writing for someone about education. I think it was a scam. They asked if they could send me a check for all the articles I was to write in a year. I told them they could, but there was some hesitation on my part. I can’t remember what. But I never heard from them again. But before this happened, I had done some research, started substitute teaching to have some current “education” experience, wrote a few pieces, and started a blog now called Seekers. But I got so busy substitute teaching and so physically tired by the end of the day, the last thing I wanted to do was sit at any computer and write — even though writing has always been a passion. Since I was a little girl. My dad wrote poems, “Roadshows,” and even a novel. You don’t know what a “Roadshow” is? Well it’s a 10-15 minute little drama or long skit every Ward in an LDS Stake wrote and performed for the other Wards in the Stake. A competition to see which one followed the theme most closely, and performed it most effectively. (A Ward is a group of homeowners and their families who live in close proximity to each other. Well, in Utah, they live in close proximity. A Stake is a group of Wards.) Anyway. My dad wrote “Roadshows.” Every year. His best one was called “Snow White Diamond.” I don’t remember what the plot was — but I do remember that at one specific time during the performance my dad would stand behind the curtains and at the appropriate time he would do a blood curdling witch’s scream into a mike which made lots of little kids run to their mothers in terror, often screaming themselves. So. Seekers was born.
The last of these attempts at blogging in this blog, “False Starts and New Beginnings.” Now you can understand how the name was chosen.
This wasn’t the intended post for today, but I’m out of time. It will have to do.