Paranoia plus a new Blogger app

I have not written a blog post for several months. I just wanted to take a break and rethink my focus.

When you have a stroke, it is very common that your emotions change. Some people get angry, too emotional, or paranoid.

I think that paranoid is an interesting reaction. Recently, I've had to deal with some political backlash dealing with the College of Western Idaho which I chair. In addition, regarding my strokes, a few people have basically said "get over it."

In a way, I lost my incentive to write because of there instances. On the other hand, perhaps I am paranoid and have a very thin skin.

Another aspect is technology. My blog is a Google+ program. Google is not a user-friendly application. It took me months to delete an out dated blog. There's not a technical help support line.

In addition, "Blogger" in the App Store not work for a while. I tried different versions to replace "Blogger," yet they never work out satisfactorily.

This new version I am using on my iPhone is a very basic test. Writing this blog post on my phone.

Will it work? When I write this blog on my phone I wonder how it will translate to a basic desktop computer?

I'm going to include a couple of photos to see how they appear. If this goes well, I hope to start blogging again.

For the paranoia, I decided I really don't care what those people say. This is my life. This is my blog. Let's see if this works!

Comments

Rebecca Dutton said…

I agree with everything you said. I could "get over" having a stroke if it went away. I'm impressed that you posted this from your phone.

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