I hate infographics. Maybe I just hate anything that’s so painfully obviously trendy and everybody jumps all over like it’s the best thing since sliced bread. Wait … what’s that? Yeah, I signed up for Google Plus and Path. Shuddit. So let me soften my initial statement: I hate when blogs and websites overuse infographics.
Distractions can be a good thing. When I’m stuck on a thought, it’s good to play a little with my mind. Take a break. Do something else. Trouble is, the distractions have been getting out of hand and I’ve been losing my focus. Remember when “games” on Facebook amounted to Farmville and a few other
I can’t write. Yes, I realize I wrote that. I’m suffering from the worst case of writer’s block I’ve had in years. I sit down at my laptop and I stare at the white space in front of me. This is not a good thing. I am a writer by trade. The practice helps put
The internet is a wasteland. No, it’s an abyss. And it isn’t just the porn, uninformed opinion, whining, and cute baby and dog pictures. It’s the endless stream of social media accounts, started with all the best intentions but left to rot away. Especially blogs. Technorati, in its State of the Blogosphere 2011 report, estimates
I’ve been a bad writer. I know. I’ve been mentally flogging myself these last few weeks, knowing I hadn’t put fingertips to keyboard on these pages in a good long while. In the internet world, a few days gone by is enough to make people forget about you. On the other hand, though, it’s also
Stop me if you’ve heard this one. This happened on TAM airlines. A 50-something year old white woman arrived at her seat and saw that the passenger next to her was a black man. Visibly furious, she called the air hostess. “What’s the problem, ma?” the hostess asked her “Can’t you see?” the lady said. “I
OK, you’re a writer. You love words. You know the difference between a colon, an em dash, a comma and a semicolon. You can craft headlines and emails and missives and tweets and blog posts and press releases, meshing words together so mellifluously they drip like honey off a reader’s brain. Or so power-packed, they stir someone
One word has the power to make me click the X on the tab of your blog post. One word. Four letters. W. E. L. L. In a former life, I ranted and raved about newspaper writers starting any of their works with the word ‘I.’ Newspaper writers aren’t supposed to insert themselves into a
Spelling and grammar. I will judge you for it, dammit! Education is a right and so many of you have failed to embrace it, never bothering to figure out the difference between its and it’s or they’re, there and their … among other grammatical foibles. I’ve always believed you should never be allowed to say
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