Emerging from the corner of the Blogosphere
Social media groups are all well and good, but if my blog is a piece of chalk in a room full of whiteboards then I won’t get much benefit from them.
Any time lightning strikes theres a rain on my parade
When an idea strikes, I become a possessed man. My mind can think of nothing else, I must write it down. I tell everyone how excited I am. If they didn’t notice by my visible shaking. I then have a brainstorm, and try to turn this idea into a fruitious and viable concept. something I…
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