SHAMELESS

When I decided to go all things e to get my work into the ether or cloud or whatever the term is for upload-download interconnected webbery, I was wary of facebook. This despite the fact that I could see the possibilities for potentially geometric progression in the acquisition of readers. Nevertheless I got myself a facebook account at the beginning of the year (and made friends with Holgate Windmill), then just left it there as a toehold to come back to later.


This past week, I've been trying to get to grips with it. Mostly, I've been wrestled to the ground pretty quickly. Following on from igoogle, blogging and putting up a website, I though I could breeze it, but it's been the most demanding of my e-education so far. One evening, I was struggling with navigating around when I got a friend request from a relative in California. I click a button, see a pop-up called chat, we start doing just that and I'm sold.


The next part of my shameless self-promotion is to provide a direct and obvious link from facebook to my blog - and my stories. I haven't worked it out yet as I've found these 'social networking' tools designed as much around not letting you do things how you want to as they are about possibilities. I sometimes feel using them is like being in a large store where the displays have been arranged to ensure you have to walk the way they want you to. But it's a minor irritation - if I stay strong! Now for some relaxation and sensual pleasure, I'm off to make some puttenesca sauce.


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