Friday, November 26, 2010

Tujuguaba

I just made ​​available on Scribd what I've written about my past until I was fourteen years old, in the village of Tujuguaba.

I know it's not enough, when I think of much that I might have written if I had more desire and more time, but otherwise it's very up, knowing in advance that no one cares for it and nobody will even read anything that is writing.

No matter, because I promised I would write and make available to the world what I wrote.

It's a few, I know, but it is a promise that will be fulfilling.

Yes, I try to keep my own promises.

Storyteller

I like reading, but also love to write.

Many of the things I write here are written in a superficial and random way. In fact, I would like to write short stories, short stories from my real life.

I enjoy writing, realy.

For example, why not tell how I came across my first self-help book?

Better, why not tell the story of my first encounter with a real book?

Yes, I guess blogs are not suitable for telling stories, so I created a website. There is nothing in it yet, but the sites are the best places to write stories.

About what could I write? About everything.

Where to begin?

By the beginning?

But then, I never get the latest stories, because I think any thing is worthy of interest, since I remember this thing.

What is the reason to write about everything? Write about all for simple pleasure of writing?

I do not know, I do not know.

But I'll write my stories and I will publish them on my site and I'll disclose it at this blog for myself, because no one will read anything at all, neither the blog or website.

I'll do it from my way...

Self-help books

I said I like to read and actually read a lot.

Then one day I came across a book of self-help and he helped me very much.

Now, I do not know if I've learned is still useful or not.

I do not know, and I think this is a good place to talk.

Yes, talk about self-help!

Thursday, November 18, 2010

In English...

For all intents and purposes, I'm translating this blog (originally written in Portuguese) into English.

I created a new blog, identical to that one, with the same posts in the same order, finally, I clone it, only using Google Translator.

Yes, I know, it does not work so round, and no, I'm not a big star in English, but better something  is flawed, but overall, than something perfect, but limited.

Let's see what happens ...

My passion for books

I've talked about some of my tastes, such as listening to music, writing, etc.. I said I like airplanes and I was military. I posted about my failures sites and some issues that I have been addressing: ecology, safety, consumerism, mysteries.

But I do not talk about my passion for books.

Yes, I love to read.

I love bookstores, libraries, old books stores and e-books websites.

I read a lot, really. All the time.

I have hundreds and hundreds books in my house. I have hundreds and hundreds e-books on my computer.

I have a widely varied interests related to  almost everything that is written and published.

I do not know exactly how many books I have, nor how many I read. But I know that books are fundamental things to me. Read, I think, is almost an addiction.

Here is a good use for this blog: talking about books.

That's what I intend to do.

If you also really likes to read and would like to exchange ideas about books in general, this can be a good blog to follow.

Soon, I'll post about my first readings.

It is this: without much delay.

No fiddle-faddle.

Prolix, I?

I have a strong tendency to be a prolix writer. I start thinking in something and end up losing the way.

I think people in general already do not like to read, further read about things that no interest them and over, confused things. Then I need to be more short, sharp, dry.

That's what I try to make with my writings from now.

No, that does not mean I'm gonna be posting on Twitter.

I do not know what this means ...

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Confused blogs, filters of socialization and urgent questions

I have broken my head with this blog, because, as I try to understand what exactly a blog is and what it serves, I can not reach any firm conclusion.

What's more, I've done an honest intellectual effort to understand this new tool, not so new as well.

This my effort includes to read a specific number of books on the subject, written recently by leading experts, but still seems very unclear.

Then I've had a number of difficulties in organizing  what I call simply "my ideas", "my memories", "my agenda 99", etc.. It is not so simple as it sounds, because my ideas are a lot, my memories even more and my agenda is extremely confusing. I have had great difficulty in organizing my thoughts in a clear way so that I can put any kind of useful text in my blog.

It is true that much of what leads me to write a blog is happy to just write and then post what I write to the world, except that nobody reads, except me. Not even my wife takes the trouble to read my posts, because I not do some advertising to anyone in an active way. At most, now and then I put some kind of link in a disclosure group on Orkut and stop in it. No one reads or comments, or anything. Only I do read my own writing.

So even though the world has access to my blog, he, the world, is not very interested in knowing what is in it, nor do I have much interest in releasing it to the world. The thing will be right only by chance, and I do not know no case of online success driven by chance. I'm not so good that takes half a dozen souls to spread to the world what I write only because it is this or that. In fact, the web is full of good people writing, and people far more tenacious and ambitious as well.

In short: I can not count with luck if I want someone reading my blog, including people very close to me. People simply have more to do.


But my blog could be useful to me at least, its most loyal and interested reader. But he has not, necessarily.

My blog has not been useful because it reflects the disorganization and lack of goals that reigns in my own thoughts and ideas. How can I organize a blog if my head is not organized?

And then, not everything that I think should be published. Not everything I do must be made public.

So here's another problem: what to publish and what not to publish. I have still no control on this filter that I'm sure, must apply to everything I think.

So here we go. Everything is a matter of socialization.

What does this mean?

What is socializing?

I have read and thought about it a lot lately too. As the subject blog has been a problem for me, the socialization issue also has me intrigued.

What socializing has to do with what rank or leave to post in my blog?

What socializing has to do with the filter I use to decide what to publish or no publish? In other words, what asking a filter must do to a text or a subject or idea in order to reach a definitive answer like: this subject, text or idea can or should be made public, be disclosed, socialized, promoted, advertised, or should not?

This is a good question and needs to be answered quickly.

What question is this?

But the answer to this question is not exhaustive.

It remains to organize my thoughts, goals, my lot of intellectual input that clutter boxes of emails, drafts in digital files, diaries and notebooks, PDAs and Web sites, books and magazines, papers and boxes of files, objects and memories. It is much to be organized.


How to organize it all?

These simple questions are already helping to organize ideas, and there is already a relatively organized, despite the apparent confusion. So this blog is not as useless as well, at least for me.

It remains to become socially useful.

So what is it that can be both useful to me as to others?

I do not know, but I think better on this issue, but not now.

Stay for a next post, which I do not know when will come.

Wait, wait, wait ...