Turns out though… I ain’t no ProBlogger. In
fact, I reckon you’d be hard-pressed to even call me an amateur blogger (or as
I now refer to myself, an AmaBlogger).
In a room full of people who love blogging
and who are very good at it, I quickly realised that it is perhaps a little too
early for me to be attending a Pro
event. While there is no question I am a Professional Homosexual, it is very
clear I am quite some way off being a Professional Homo ProBlogger. Which is my
desire, my niche.
I did put out the call via Twitter during
the conference to see if there were any other ProHomo ProBloggers attending. I was
secretly hoping they would be cute, single and ready for an ‘email exchange’ at
post-conference drinks. Sadly, there was not one other. It appears I have this
niche market cornered. Oh the pressure.
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| This is how I rolled at ProBloggers! Coconuts courtesy of SylingYou, pic from Mrs Woog |
Back to the conference; they kept they kept
using words that I didn’t really understand. And concepts that where too big
for me to grasp while recommending tools I had never heard of. There was even this
talk of ‘your 12 month blogging plan’. Well my plan at this stage is that I
wait until the next weird-shit-thing happens to me than I write about it. Yes,
I am firmly in the AmaBlogger camp.
But that is absolutely fine! Does not
matter at all. Cause what I did get out of ProBlogger is that blogging can be
absolute anything to anyone. Which is very cool. Very cool AND very
encouraging. So here is what I am, my blogging mission statement:
I am a time-wasting Professional Homo over-sharer who
posts when weird shit goes down, which could be once a week or 8 days straight.
I will also type loudly about gay issues. And gay dating. My audience is
whoever the fuck wants to read my babble – gay, straight, amputee, Kiwi,
single-mums, circus acts, cute boy at cafe, lonely dads, geriatrics, bankers –
absolutely anyone. While I am sure to offend some people, which worries me
little, I will hopefully amuse others. I will make fun of myself.
And I will do
it for as long as I find it fun for me.
The other very cool thing I got out of
ProBlogger is lots of new friends. Very cool indeed. It was a fantastic event
for networking. And I haven’t told them yet but it is all my new cool friends
who I will be calling on to fix up my blog! And answer my questions. And
explain all the things I didn’t understand. And help make this AmaBlogger a little
more professional. Suckers! Bet you wish you hadn’t of been nice to me now.
But of course I have stories from ProBlogger!
My buddies ‘in transit’ where Edenland and
Woogsworld. Well, you would never have thought it was so difficult to get 3
people on a plane. In fact we didn’t, we all missed our flight. At one point our comedy of errors became so farcical that I went from being on the verge of tears at the Qantas counter to near wetting my pants with hysterical laughter. Please don’t tell either of them, but I wouldn’t have changed a second of it. Only our dear Eden could accidently park at the International terminal and demand to fly to Brisbane, and then to have Woogsworld proclaim “we’re having own ProBlogger at the Qantas terminal in Sydney” was just too much.
And can I be
very clear about this, none of it was my fault! Some are born to be personal assistants, others are born to have them. Eden and Woog are firmly in the second camp, while I am in the first. I love
them dearly because they are so fucking funny, smart and genuine – I will never
ever turn to them to help organise my diary or plan a trip. Love you skanky
bitches! Read Eden's account here....
Now my new bestie LadySmaggle got me drunk!
One her post today she describes me as ‘a hoot’. Well honey, you are much more
than a hoot! After knowing each other for all of 5 minutes she, along with Mrs
Woog, accompanied me on a Twitter-date with DillonPete and then kicked on with
us at a fabulous Melbourne glitterati-party. After far too many double-vodka’s
she then came back to the very un-glamorous apartment I was sharing with Woog,
Eden, StylingYou and SawHole. Thankfully StylingYou and Eden were still up chatting
otherwise we would have had to tell our drunken stories to a passed out Woog
and SawHole. Yes, Smags, we are hilarious, there is no question about it.
And my last story from ProBlogger can only
be told by one person and that is the divine SawHole. She tells it over at MadamBipolar
with THIS POST. I so sincerely believe that SawHole is changing the world one
post at a time with her incredibly sincere, open, insightful and groundbreaking
blog. I am so proud to call her my friend, and a friend for the past 20 years.
She inspires me!
Which is what some blogs can do. Me, a proud AmaBlogger, is just hoping that some people will laugh, others will back Gay Marriage and just quite possibly someone will want to shag me.
Sorry for no pics, so un-me but I forgot to take any. xoxoxo
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