Monthly Archives: May 2012
It’s not brain surgery. It’s not rocket science. But the results of not proofreading – or even “spell-checking” can be just as devastating. The Lyndon B. Johnson School of … at the University of Texas learned the hard way. Read the sordid details.
Like everyone, I don’t have time to “play” online.
I have too much on my plate – or in this case, too much on my bookshelf.
But then I think, what harm could it do to take 5 minutes and create another piece of spine poetry?
I recently discovered “spine poetry” through a reposting from Brain Pickings by my friend and Stephens Press publisher, Carolyn Uber. It seems that for many years Artist Nina Katchadourian has been enjoying and sharing books in a whole new way. Her ongoing Sorted Books project constructs irreverent, humorous and witty sentences from strategically arranging the titles displayed on the books’ spines.
… not much “living” with it!
The pressure’s on to promote ourselves on Facebook, Goodreads, LinkedIn, MySpace, Twitter, and YouTube; to creat a blog for our musings and meanderings; to notify everyone where the party is (and we are) on Foursquare; to share our photos on Flickr and our interests on Pinterest.
It’s a full-time job.
So when do we really have time to do our real jobs? When do we have time to get out and live if we’re so busy posting the events of our lives?
I’ve decided to make networking and social media work for me now, rather than the other way ’round. Since one of my real jobs is posting/updating information on social networks for a publisher, and since I don’t seem to have time to keep my own blog updated, I’m taking this opportunity to shamelessly use this site to merge my daily business tasks with my redpengirl ruminations. (I’m sure this is not a new concept to many of you, though quite an aha! moment for me!)
First up, a book about a pioneer woman with a modern spirit, a book that I had the pleasure of editing for Stephens Press. Helen J. Stewart, First Lady of Las Vegas chronicles the life of this amazing woman whose legacy can still be seen and felt in Las Vegas today.
I can only imagine how many “friends” she would have made!