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What happened to blogging?

Is it just me or did blogging fall by the wayside after Twitter and Facebook blew up in a big way? As I type my current Facebook status reads: Jenice…is wondering the way of blogging. Do people read them anymore? Is Twitter the “new” way to tell what’s on your mind or just a supplement? What will next year’s outlet be? Seriously, what are your thoughts on blogs. Embarrassingly I have way too many that I don’t update nearly enough.

See, I chose to first ask this question on Facebook. Not on my blog. There was a time when the blog comments here were very engaging. I was mostly on myspace at the time as my other social media outlet and hated using it. Pretty much felt like a big high school hallway so I limited it to just for my photography business.

I moved on to Facebook surprisingly because of my job. We were on the brink of integrating how we used social media in our work.  Then one person found me, then another, then somehow friends of friends of friends wanted to add me and I’ve ended up with nearly 700 “friends.” The quotes around friends is not meant  to be snide, it just happens that I probably am really good friends with a handful of the people I’ve befriended on Facebook. However SEVERAL of them have helped me in one way or another or vice versa. Very useful thing, Facebook…

But I remember the geekish thrill and excitement I had when I was ready to post my next blog entry. Then one day it stopped. Why is that? Boredom? Or just a progression of all social media…on to the next thing. I’m torn between several blogs that need updating. This was my very first blog so I’m quite partial to it. But I wonder if my readers are out there anymore anyway…as humans we naturally just, well…move on.


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If the soul could speak…

The white envelope and the fork

Things are really changing in my line of work. As to avoid popping up on any random Google searches performed by coworkers (fat chance of truly avoiding that, I may add), I’m not going to go into details but if you piece my life together from this blog, my location and what I do, and the fact that my silly attempts at being cryptic are probably going to be in vain, I’m sure you can figure it out.

The thing is, my profession is no longer exclusive. You almost don’t need to go to school for it anymore as long as you know what the hell to do with a video camera, a still camera, Internet and video ****ing and some savvy.  Anyone can grab a camera phone, hop on the Internetand be his/her own ******list. Yes. On this particular post I’m not putting ANYTHING in writing but then again how obvioius can I be? Still, the work environment is too delicate and I’m all over the net anywho. Just know that if it’s happening here, you know very well it’s happening some place where you are.

The irony of the self-made professional is that in the department I work in, I basically groom them. I help them along, encourage and ***t their work. I enjoy what I do but the double-edged sword is that it is snuffingout what I thought I WANTED to do when I got out of college. Things are changing rapidly and I didn’t see any of this coming. I didn’t plan for it but lucky that I am working in an environment just in time to learn it all without paying for the extra college courses. I am plugging away in a good position for the transition of this medium. But the problem is, I wonder for how long will it be this way? How long am I somewhat safe from the white envelopes giving me either the choice to cut and run or to stick it out another year in this Brand (not brave) New World of communication?

None of this will make sense if you don’t follow such stories. But if you do follow, you probably know why I’m torn. I miss that first job straight out of college where I had to pay my dues (as they always told you to) in a small town and getting into every facet of everyone’s business from the supposedly friendly neighbor next door to the city manager sitting in on a dual role as police chief. Yep, that actually happened. Man I miss those days.

MLK’s dream reminds us to take risks

Say what you want about Oprah, but she had the most riveting and beautiful special today to honor Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. It’s so easy to forget that not even close to 100 years ago people banned together to achieve the rights we have today. It’s easy to forget because so many people have taken it for granted or completely spit in the face of the meaning behind “Having a dream…”

One thread of commonality between civil rights stories, especially what O’s special highlighted today, was the necessity of taking a risk. It took so much of that small word to create the enormous impact. Whether it was standing up for the injustice of those times by protest or taking that injustice to the higher powers that be, the risk was there. And it is because those passionate people took those risks that I can type this post today. That I can choose to date whatever race I choose — when I actually have a date!

I’m not going to go into dramatics discussing the power of MLK’s dream. All of us by now obviously know such a man is beyond what can be written or said (or goofed up by Hilary Clinton). I’m only really writing this to remind us all, and maybe myself, that sometimes taking risks is the only way to make a difference. Or in fact the only way to leading the life we may all want or feel we deserve.

Risk is a little four-letter word that doesn’t always mean a bad thing, but a push in the right direction.