tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13642166.post4249212093678216019..comments2023-07-03T23:57:47.538-04:00Comments on Jenny Hill: The Hug (or professional versus unprofessional)Jenny Hillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02689476109430471814noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13642166.post-55196954904785259762008-09-21T16:57:00.000-04:002008-09-21T16:57:00.000-04:00I just don't have enough writerlyness going on to ...I just don't have enough writerlyness going on to only post about writing, though that is/was sort of my goal with the blog. But, sometimes I have other things that are more or less interesting, such as excuses to post pics of my cutie pie, etc. And with that, I find blogs that stick whole-heartedly to their professionalism rather boring. I'm just not scholarly enough to find a whole lot of excitment in most of that.Talia Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12281634890880692552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13642166.post-45154710044093796002008-09-18T20:23:00.000-04:002008-09-18T20:23:00.000-04:00First of all, the story. Wow. I think that perha...First of all, <I>the story</I>. Wow. I think that perhaps, despite not hugging, he felt the kinship just the same. Sorry for the loss.<BR/><BR/>Secondly, the rest of this post, the idea of a writer's life, has been heavily on my mind, and also the way that it plays into blogging. I don't want to be so bold as to call myself a writer when I don't get paid for it very often and only write sporadically, yet I recently realized that I just HAD to separate my blogging from my poems/photos. I never felt comfortable posting poems next to recipes. As soon as I made the decision and began two separate blogs (two days ago), I bloomed. <BR/><BR/>Sorry that this is kind of a tangent, but in my own mind it fits perfectly into my recent ponderings. And needs.Jodi Andersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05841000126109119742noreply@blogger.com