Welcome blog visitors, please leave me a message and I will try to do the same

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I know from my blog stats, I get about 200 visitors to my blog a month.  That's great.  I would like to find ways to make this more interactive.  How about if each of you posts a short message on my blog?  Like "Hi, Dwight!"  or "Nice font!"  or "What's the weather like in Chicago?"  And then I will try to return the favor on your blog?  Writing in a vacuum is like a tree falling silently in the forest.  Blogs after a while start to feel like a diary that you keep under lock and key.  Excerpt everyone once in a while someone pokes their head in, enters a post, lovely thing! and you remember that there are others out there.  That you are writing this diary and the most public wall imaginable.  Where no secret you tell goes unheard!

Your turn!

Comments

  1. Christine MurrayAugust 2, 2011 at 1:10 AM

    Hey! The reason I haven't commented recently is because there wasn't a comment box. But now there is! I like the new font, but I do find it difficult to read. Hope everything is good with you!

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  2. Dwight OkitaAugust 2, 2011 at 4:55 PM

    Hi Christine, sorry there wasn't a comment box. For some reason blogger defaults me to having no comment options! Yeah, that new font is fun but challenging. Everything is good for me. How about you?

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  3. Liz Kales - I Love Books and WritersAugust 7, 2011 at 9:35 AM

    Hi Dwight:
    I'm going to be following your journey to publication. Thanks for doing this.

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  4. Dwight OkitaAugust 7, 2011 at 11:06 AM

    Thanks, Liz. It's been a great ride so far.

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