It’s been a while since I’ve shared about my daily work, so I thought I’d jot down a few things that are happening at Wonderwebby HQ. Getting Ready for a Big Blogging Training Event Funny how life works out. One…
Shy Girl Bragging
Shy is a girl I know so well. A brave, determined, quiet girl. ***** Q. What does Kindergarten Fundraising and a Blogging Event have in common? A. A shy girl making multiple phonecalls and emails to sponsors. {it’s true…and I’m…
New York, a SuperAwesomeMicroProject and the Fish Slap
What a week! I’m just pausing now to catch my breath and the thought just occurred to me… …if I never started using Twitter, I never would have started blogging and I would never have imagined that one day I…
Litle ditty from a weekend wander
Walk or Wander Whatever we do Step beyond Into something new. Turn the corner Minds aglow, Adventure’s for seekers Up let’s go! **a little ditty inspired by a weekend wander with the kids**
Dear Mum Blogger, value thyself
Dear “Mum Blogger”, {{ and I say Mum Blogger, because at DPCON12 (The Digital Parents Conference) I got the general idea that most Aussie mums prefer that to “Mummy Blogger” - which sits a little uncomfortably }} “You’re worth more…
The very last thing
Today’s prompt for NaBloPoMo – on the second last day of daily blogging for November – is ‘What is the last thing you do before bed?’ Before I head to the land of nod, My feet carry me instinctively to…
If I didn’t blog
If I didn’t blog… I don’t think many people would notice But I would miss blogging. I could write on paper or share elsewhere But I’d miss my blank canvas. I can think of lots of reasons not to blog…
How I started making ebooks and something about trying anyway (a late night eleven eleven eleven post)
I was looking through some old draft posts today, hoping to find some inspiration for my next NaBloPoMo post, when I found a dusty old draft about ebook creation. Which got me thinking…this year has been pretty wonderful, working part-time…
Losing words
I lost my words today. I tried to find them everywhere Behind the couch, under the stairs Inside Facebook, buried in Twitter Not anywhere virtual, it didn’t matter Where I looked I could not find them Nor in memories did…