Check One Two

2003-07-06T00:37:00.000-07:00

Kia ora all - I have been a woeful blogger and I must apologise if any of you have logged on wanting to read something interesting. I'm closing this blog down at this stage - the entries below (above?) are the only ones on it, and they kinda suck. I just can't seem to get into the Blog Fever that has gripped many good friends of mine - at least not at this stage. However! I am thinking of creating my own '100words' blog. I had a good time posting a month's worth of 100 words in September 2002 (www.100words.net) and decided to do it again. Trouble is something wierd has happened in the meantime and I can't access the site any more. It's definitely still up and running - I can see it when I log on at university - and it's definitely worth a visit. Anyhow, bleugh - if I do start my own site, it'll probably be at www.stonesoup.co.nz (also worth a visit!) and I'll post a note on here to let you's know. Thanks for your visit anyhow....Arohanui

xx
Hinemoana

2002-12-06T02:51:00.000-08:00

Iona, Iona, she came from Bolgna

Nope, not at all, Aro Valley actually...and she's the one I have Bloginferiority about. Having just looked at yours again, Iona...well, even more entrenched. But inspiring, I must say, hence, here I am at this ridiculous hour.

Now the thing is, a lot's changed since my last blog episode. I no longer have bad fibromyalgia. I have become a Fitness Person. I cannot believe how it has changed my physical life and my emotional life, to simply spend time every day doing exercise. Okay, I know. That's what They Say Happens. But who believes Them? As my friend Rebecca said, I don't believe anyone in jogging shorts.

But seriously. I do a couple of hours of something every day now, and although initially it felt like O Christ, another thing I have to do in my day, now (after a couple of months) it feels like It's 7am and I actually want to get out of bed. It feels like Hang on a minute, aren't my shoulders supposed to be really hurting about now? It's become I've been walking for an hour because I missed my bus and I can still contemplate having a conversation. And interestingly, I feel like I gain way more time than I put into it, JUST LIKE THEY SAID. Ooooo.

So, well worth it, the first time in my life I've felt this way. You know - it was always the Other people in my family who did this kind of thing, I was the Arty one. But now, well. I've bought tramping boots.

Hey here's a quote I like:

"I don't want to achieve immortality through my work. I want to achieve it through not dying." (Woody Allen).

Here's another one: "Always do one thing less than you think you can do."

G'nite.

(Hey Iona, I wrote my blog!)

2002-10-20T15:49:00.000-07:00

So I've visited Iona's blog and am having bloginferiority. And furthermore, check out these titles, just new today on blogger.com:

velvet_rut

antropomórfico

Supervixen

Chocolatefrogs

Whoa. Geeziz my fibromyalgia is so fucking painful at the moment, too much computing, not enough yoga, so they'll be short ones for a while I'm afraid.

2002-10-20T01:26:00.000-07:00

Kia ora ano, wow, I've done a lot since I last blogged. As I write my folio, now called 'Hongi', is a 72 page thingey, and you know, I think I've finished it. I'm feeling I want to write just one or two more poems and make just a few tweaks, which, according to my friend Iona, is evidence that it's finished. I'm now, of course, getting real restless, wondering what I'm going to write next. I am feeling like I want to actually write a N&$%L. Don't tell anyone.

It feels strange writing in this arena. Public but not, cos it's pretty certain that no-one will ever be interested enough to read it just off their own bat...but not entirely private either. I have to get my head around it. It's not like a journal.

2002-09-25T20:36:00.000-07:00

Proscrastinating. Today I have a whole day to work on my folio, re-writing, printing it all out, coating myself in marmite and rolling around in it on the floor. Whatever sticks, I guess that'll make it to the final version. No, of course I'm not serious, but hell, have you got any better ideas of how to organise a book? Having never written one before, I'm a bit lost...still. Must stop letting the fear get the better of me. Must get to work. Must.....

2002-09-25T01:58:00.000-07:00

Kia ora ra, tena rawa atu tatou katoa, my first blogging. Wierd how things come up though ay? Just a few days ago, at a poetry meeting with Iona, I heard about blogs for the first time - though I've been reading others' for a while, I didn't really know what they were or how to create them. I said to myself Must find out about those. Today, here's a note about blogging in a regular email list thingey I get. Strikes me they're kinda like writing a daily Column, like you would for a newspaper or something. Well, the best ones are, or could be. O, blah blah, blah, so boring. I'm gonna stop and use this properly when I'm not so bloody tired.