However, don’t hold your breath.
So far, this seems to be working fine.
But I’ve been messing about with it for a few days, and I’m not really technically-minded.
Learn as I go along—there—that is something else you’ve found out about me—I am an optimist.
What do I do now?
Let the WordPress helpers know? Or wait first to see if this is a solution?
I’ve followed some Google Chrome steps, but I don’t understand what I’ve done.
I’ve gone Incognito.
Suits me fine.
But, once I come out of this, will I find the page in Chrome again that I was up to?
Do I breathe a huge sigh of relief, and always be Incognito?
This doesn’t mean, of course, that readers wouldn’t be able to see me—because I am in disguise.
I’m there, all right—I checked that—the blog is on the Net.
Okay—I’m Incognito to Chrome browser—I understand that bit.
But—Incognito to myself?
I can be whoever I want to be!
I’m sorry I haven’t posted for a while, but I have been having problems with the site—the editing windows have reverted, somehow (after an update), to a very small font, which makes it difficult to work in it at all.
I have been in touch with the help team, and they are still working on the problem.
I said, yesterday, that the blog has to ‘come easy’.
I know. I wrote it, I posted it, my mind went blank, I realised it was weird…
I tried to change it.
I thought about deleting it.
But I know, now, what I have in mind when I say that—in the past, when I have written—fiction, essays—I struggle, and struggle—I work.
And then—it just finally falls into place—that is what I mean by ‘it has to come easy…’
But I know that, without the struggle, that process of editing and trying out, it couldn’t have come easy at all.
Maybe just to talk about writing and problems of writing—but I’m wary of making plans.
I’m blogging now in order to find out why I’m blogging.
That is probably it.
And it gets lonely—writing.
But this blog has to come easy.