WordPress Just Fueled My Already Obsessed Obsession With My Email

I love email. If I had to pick one thing I’m obsessed about, besides books, pens, writing, reading, photography and various other things, email would be one of those things. Clearly I can’t pick one thing, but that is beside the point. Happy, happy emails in my inbox. Oh that new mail at the top highlighted and waiting to be read. The blink of a familiar address popping up in my inbox. All those lovely emails to read. Why, someone wanted to contact me, and there is their note waiting for me to click it open.emailing1.jpg

I am habitually checking my email, hoping for a note from someone, even if I don’t expect anything from them. Or checking for a note from someone though I’ve yet to reply to one of theirs. It is usually the first thing I think about in the morning, and since my laptop is right by my bed, I can indulge in that obsession. Or habit. I’m not sure which one it is. And usually checking my email is the last thing I do before clicking off my light, or many times, the light is already off, like right now, and I’m checking my email.

Can I live without email? Yes. Do I want to? No.

No, while it would probably be healthier if I didn’t obsess over it, nor rely on it for various things from moments of mood boosts when a ‘Like’ comes in from WordPress, to blogs I want to read but do not have the time to even glance at, I still really enjoy it. I actually don’t use it that much for correspondence, unless you count the few people in my life who I don’t actually write letters to, meaning on paper. There are a couple people in my life I do not actually send a stamped letter to, though I would like to. Email is more of a collection of blogs that I am subscribed to, though this is more recent in the past two years, and various other updates.

I attempt, in my life to keep writing to paper and pen, which for the most part, I succeed at. Email is actually, when one comes down to it, a necessary evil. We would all get along fine without it, but for anything online, you need it. You can’t subscribe to anything online without an email, whereas on paper, email is still usually optional.

Sometimes I miss the paper and real life optional aspect.

All that being said, this feature of WordPress where you can send your post in via email is great. While I like the format of writing on WordPress, there are times when I just don’t want to have to pull up a new window. Why right now I’m typing via my email, partly to keep with the post from The Daily Post at WordPress on Mail It In. I tested it out on Monday to see how it worked, and wow, that is a nice feature. I mean, a really nice feature. I like that I can tap something quickly out and it will post, just so long as I remember my Catagories, and common tags. The categories might be tricky to remember, and I don’t have the coding down yet, but maybe a few more times and I might. I do miss the fact that with the WordPress Dashboard new post, there are usually suggestions for images and other posts to link to, but I don’t always need that.

Do I need one more reason to use my email? Probably not, but I can see how this feature will be something I use in the future for blogging. Does this fuel my email obsession? Probably more than it should, but it might be just the novelty of a new thing. I get this way when I see new themes on the Theme Showcase. Heck, right now I’m debating changing my theme to the new Twenty Twelve, just because. I probably won’t, though it is tempting.

For now, I’ll just use the email your blog post in, when the mood strikes. I still like planning out my posts before just tapping one out. Though honestly, this was not one of my better posts. I had it plotted out much better in my mind and it did not come out that way. Pardon the randomness of it all.

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Testing Testing One Two Three

This is just me testing out the new email in your blog post to see how it actually works. I sort of knew about it, but had never tried it. After reading the wonderful post about the perk of a WordPress account, I had to try it. Emailing in a blog post is really a nice feature because sometimes when I’m out at the library, or down on another computer, I don’t want to have to log into WordPress to post.

Not that I have time to do much extra posting, but it is a handy feature. Plus, if I use it for my other blogs as well, it might come in quite handy.

So, let’s see how this works.

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Review – The Scent Of Rain By Kristin Billerbeck

The Scent of RainWhat do you do when your fiance dumps you at the alter, you end up working in a Podunk down town where you took a job because of your fiance, then you loose your sense of smell, which is quite important if you are a top perfumer?  Well, you try to make the best of a bad situation.  Daphne Sweeten left her fabulous Paris job to marry a man she thought was the man of her dreams. Turns out, he is kind of a swine, leaving her at the alter with not so much as even an explanation. Then off to a small Ohio town where she was supposed to take a job at a household products plant where she will create new scents. Only, she has suddenly lost her sense of smell.  Now she only has to figure out how to either tell her new boss, Jesse, or hope and pray that she get’s her nose back.  As Daphne and Jesse work together to create new scents and make a go of her situation, they connect in unique ways.


The Scent of Rain is a Christian inspirational story, and while I was quite excited to read this, I was highly disappointed at the whole plot.  I was left reeling in spots where I did not understand dialogue, nor the situation. How is it a supposedly worldly woman, who has lived in Paris for years working at a top perfumery,  not know what sangria is and act like she doesn’t have a brain in her head when it comes to life?  I am surprised Daphne can even make it down the street.  I also found Jesse, the boss and  also hero, to be a bit of the non take charge kind of guy.  Why would you tell the girl of your dreams that you wanted to marry her the minute you first saw her, but denied it the whole time?  That makes absolutely no sense.

Well, I just chalk it up to another christian book that turns me off from reading them in the first place.  While some people may find the book fun, I found it tedious and I was left dragging my heels to finish it.

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I Come From

I come from the highlands

where the wind whistles and

blows through the sweet grass

I come from forests ancient and dark

where emerald moss pads the stoic

boulders and hidden streams gurgle and bubble

I come from the crashing ocean

salt spray and stinging mists

where soft sand and waves tickle your toes

I come from the mountains

where resinous pines and firs

are my incense and perfume

I come from the meadows at night

where you look up to see

millions of lights twinkling down

The stars are my friends

The trees whisper their kinship

The streams  tinkle my name

The ocean calls me home

My home is my family

safe and warm

where I can be me

But I come from. . .

I was reading Poemcrazy by Susan Goldsmith Wooldridge and one section was on where I come from. Not actually come from, since that was the Bay Area, but where I felt I belonged.  I think that is a broad answer, where I’m from, since I feel like I’m from a lot of places. Or I just happen to like a lot of places.  I wonder if they are one and the same.

I hope you all enjoy. I spit this one out today while eating lunch and scribbling with my fountain pen in my journal.

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