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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMNQH47eCp7ImA9WxFaGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3242184061876358202</id><updated>2010-07-23T10:34:51.000-07:00</updated><title>Michielle DJ Beck</title><subtitle type="html">Author. Ghostwriter. Blogger.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Michi Beck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17893869459717457234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>187</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/MichiBecksBlog" /><feedburner:info uri="michibecksblog" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AHSXc9fSp7ImA9WxFaGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3242184061876358202.post-2855484998388156625</id><published>2010-07-22T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T11:02:18.965-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-22T11:02:18.965-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Writing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Just Me" /><title>It's Official: I'm Done with Forums</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/feeds/2855484998388156625/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/07/its-official-im-done-with-forums.html#comment-form" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/2855484998388156625?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/2855484998388156625?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~3/Dv130J6jDlI/its-official-im-done-with-forums.html" title="It's Official: I'm Done with Forums" /><author><name>Michi Beck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17893869459717457234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06722440583674463505" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><content type="html">Ok. That's it. I'm done. Really.

And no, I'm not 'just saying that.'

In addition to private clients, I write for several sites - some where my name goes on the article and some where it does not. Many of these sites have forums where people can ask questions, talk about frustrations, and generally be human.

Lately, I've noticed a real increase in a "well, I'm right and you're obviously wrong" 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/p30VsfHmUDWtqYmb9poRpG2uA-U/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/p30VsfHmUDWtqYmb9poRpG2uA-U/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~4/Dv130J6jDlI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/07/its-official-im-done-with-forums.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEECQ38-cSp7ImA9WxFbGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3242184061876358202.post-1175266551094181566</id><published>2010-07-10T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T18:44:22.159-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-10T18:44:22.159-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Writing" /><title>Good Grief, I've Been Busy!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/feeds/1175266551094181566/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/07/good-grief-ive-been-busy.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/1175266551094181566?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/1175266551094181566?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~3/80I9x1mrXTw/good-grief-ive-been-busy.html" title="Good Grief, I've Been Busy!" /><author><name>Michi Beck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17893869459717457234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06722440583674463505" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I just realized I haven't posted since July 1st! Wow.

Things have been just this side of crazy around here, so you might not see me blogging as much for a while. I'm still around - I'm just working. I'll be in my new home in about 2 or 3 weeks, which is great news, and I've also taken on more clients and more work.

I'm very grateful to have these things, and the opportunities that are coming my
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eDPJ4cvUL9R5UWpZAEmSSDhFBRE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eDPJ4cvUL9R5UWpZAEmSSDhFBRE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~4/80I9x1mrXTw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/07/good-grief-ive-been-busy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcDQ3ozeCp7ImA9WxFbEE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3242184061876358202.post-2272949177923346681</id><published>2010-07-01T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T10:57:52.480-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-01T10:57:52.480-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Writing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Just Me" /><title>Brand New Month - Happy First of July</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/feeds/2272949177923346681/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/07/brand-new-month-happy-first-of-july.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/2272949177923346681?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/2272949177923346681?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~3/KBG5B2RMigw/brand-new-month-happy-first-of-july.html" title="Brand New Month - Happy First of July" /><author><name>Michi Beck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17893869459717457234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06722440583674463505" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Well, it's another brand new month already. The first 1/2 of my year has been a whirlwind of selling, packing, moving, and settling back down. I didn't think it would take so long.

I'm still not in my own house yet, but that should happen later this month. In the meantime, I continue to try to work from my parents' kitchen table.

Oh, the distractions!

It's not their fault, though. I'm easily 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/465nWRer6_CcMQjIklR5r1efk3o/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/465nWRer6_CcMQjIklR5r1efk3o/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~4/KBG5B2RMigw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/07/brand-new-month-happy-first-of-july.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UCQXo8fip7ImA9WxFVFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3242184061876358202.post-5990191063980023447</id><published>2010-06-15T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T00:01:00.476-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-15T00:01:00.476-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Writing" /><title>How Michi Got Her Mojo Back</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/feeds/5990191063980023447/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/06/how-michi-got-her-mojo-back.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/5990191063980023447?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/5990191063980023447?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~3/tXk3rKIdwa4/how-michi-got-her-mojo-back.html" title="How Michi Got Her Mojo Back" /><author><name>Michi Beck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17893869459717457234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06722440583674463505" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><content type="html">Disclaimer: I also have a 15-pound black cat named Mojo, who looks tough but is afraid of his own shadow - and most other things on the planet. This post is not about him.

This post is about me - and yet it isn't.

Let's be honest, shall we? I've been dragging my ass lately - mostly just getting by. I haven't had much enthusiasm for writing, which is odd, because I generally love to write. It's 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IiUJFqH5Pe9bJiqGPsZXzwq-E9I/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IiUJFqH5Pe9bJiqGPsZXzwq-E9I/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~4/tXk3rKIdwa4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/06/how-michi-got-her-mojo-back.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8CQn4zfyp7ImA9WxFVFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3242184061876358202.post-5338355226765988714</id><published>2010-06-14T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T00:01:03.087-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-14T00:01:03.087-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Writing" /><title>Ok, So Maybe It's Me...</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/feeds/5338355226765988714/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/06/ok-so-maybe-its-me.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/5338355226765988714?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/5338355226765988714?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~3/Qsbzgd5l4RY/ok-so-maybe-its-me.html" title="Ok, So Maybe It's Me..." /><author><name>Michi Beck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17893869459717457234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06722440583674463505" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">A few days ago, I posted on Facebook that I was planning on leaving a couple of the revenue-share sites I write for, because I wasn't making any money on them.

I said it was after a lot of careful consideration, but I really didn't think about it that long before making that choice.

After I posted that (I've since removed the post), I talked with my family about it and gave it more thought. I 
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However, I've embarked upon a quest to actually have weekends (at least somewhat) off. Now that I'm trying to do that, Fridays have a lot more meaning than they used to.

Hooray for Friday! Hope everyone has a wonderful weekend!
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So glad to know that's one thing I don't have to worry about. And yes, the pic is of my actual kitchen - well, the kitchen in the model home, anyway. Love the skylights in the ceiling - and the electric fireplace in the bathroom, too! 

Now all I have to do is wait for my property to close so I can get the house people started out there. I'm 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OjKD7hiAjISnEJjUdZQocKwaAMA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OjKD7hiAjISnEJjUdZQocKwaAMA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~4/8Q9NYKxPLBU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/05/final-approval.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8ER386eSp7ImA9WxFXGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3242184061876358202.post-1208981416322102257</id><published>2010-05-26T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T06:00:06.111-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-26T06:00:06.111-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Writing" /><title>New Clients, New Opportunities</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/feeds/1208981416322102257/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/05/new-clients-new-opportunities.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/1208981416322102257?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/1208981416322102257?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~3/7ddVsPH578M/new-clients-new-opportunities.html" title="New Clients, New Opportunities" /><author><name>Michi Beck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17893869459717457234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06722440583674463505" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Working with a big client - so excited, because it means more $ and more time to work on getting more books to my agent.

I'd love to stay and chat about it, but duty calls! :o)

Hope everyone else is seeing success and joy, as well.
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Uyfl3MV57AgKGBx6IZXrkenRBAQ/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Uyfl3MV57AgKGBx6IZXrkenRBAQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Uyfl3MV57AgKGBx6IZXrkenRBAQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Uyfl3MV57AgKGBx6IZXrkenRBAQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~4/7ddVsPH578M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/05/new-clients-new-opportunities.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMER388eSp7ImA9WxFXF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3242184061876358202.post-3259377782127872410</id><published>2010-05-25T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T06:00:06.171-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-25T06:00:06.171-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Home Search" /><title>Another Day, Another Meeting</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/feeds/3259377782127872410/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/05/another-day-another-meeting.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/3259377782127872410?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/3259377782127872410?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~3/koK1nZ0Id6c/another-day-another-meeting.html" title="Another Day, Another Meeting" /><author><name>Michi Beck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17893869459717457234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06722440583674463505" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Today it's time for another meeting on the property. This one, though, actually takes place on the property, whereas the other one was a meeting in the office, talking about the property. It's not so windy today, so it's much nicer to be outside walking around a two-acre parcel.

Where to put the house?  

Which way should it face?

It's a corner lot, so I have the choice of two different street 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2m-4c-3KM4h0uh3CIaibEUYbS78/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2m-4c-3KM4h0uh3CIaibEUYbS78/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2m-4c-3KM4h0uh3CIaibEUYbS78/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2m-4c-3KM4h0uh3CIaibEUYbS78/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~4/koK1nZ0Id6c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/05/another-day-another-meeting.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcFQHoyeCp7ImA9WxFXF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3242184061876358202.post-8074227418227034364</id><published>2010-05-24T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T06:00:11.490-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-24T06:00:11.490-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Writing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Home Search" /><title>Back to Reality</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/feeds/8074227418227034364/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/05/back-to-reality.html#comment-form" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/8074227418227034364?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/8074227418227034364?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~3/MhJ6hOpCP0E/back-to-reality.html" title="Back to Reality" /><author><name>Michi Beck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17893869459717457234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06722440583674463505" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><content type="html">Moving was fun - and I actually mean that. I enjoyed the drive, and even the unpacking hasn't been too painful.

Here in my little corner of the world it's overcast and the winds are blowing like crazy and it's about 20 degrees cooler than it's supposed to be for this time of year. In other words, it's awesome. Love it. Today I have to meet with the man who's going to be preparing the property 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1kcYlHKfNBYsPLFHCNuyyry-_NY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1kcYlHKfNBYsPLFHCNuyyry-_NY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~4/MhJ6hOpCP0E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/05/back-to-reality.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkENQX09cCp7ImA9WxFXEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3242184061876358202.post-4483794096815158909</id><published>2010-05-19T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T10:38:10.368-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-19T10:38:10.368-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Home Search" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Just Me" /><title>Plans, They Always Change</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/feeds/4483794096815158909/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/05/plans-they-always-change.html#comment-form" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/4483794096815158909?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/4483794096815158909?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~3/526gATWOtn8/plans-they-always-change.html" title="Plans, They Always Change" /><author><name>Michi Beck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17893869459717457234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06722440583674463505" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AitXV06kAxc/S_QhFqHGJTI/AAAAAAAAANg/s19u-aD2xtE/s72-c/GoldenValley.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><content type="html">I was so thrilled to be headed to Washington State! I was ready to go and have a big adventure up there - and then I got as far as Arizona, where I grew up and where I was supposed to get my parents settled in before I left.

And I'm staying.

Oh, it's not because I have to - it's because I forgot how beautiful the desert was.

I forgot the way the mountains on the horizon turn pink and pale 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/A47KDY55C1W_dKrL4P6PctcXEyc/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/A47KDY55C1W_dKrL4P6PctcXEyc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/A47KDY55C1W_dKrL4P6PctcXEyc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/A47KDY55C1W_dKrL4P6PctcXEyc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~4/526gATWOtn8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/05/plans-they-always-change.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04CR308fSp7ImA9WxFRE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3242184061876358202.post-2910685222129382370</id><published>2010-04-26T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T10:12:46.375-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-26T10:12:46.375-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Yikes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Home Search" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Just Me" /><title>Two Weeks From Today</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/feeds/2910685222129382370/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/04/two-weeks-from-today.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/2910685222129382370?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/2910685222129382370?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~3/iZn_LaH2_Y8/two-weeks-from-today.html" title="Two Weeks From Today" /><author><name>Michi Beck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17893869459717457234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06722440583674463505" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">Two weeks from today I'll be on the road behind the wheel of my dad's Ford Expedition. I'll have mom riding shotgun, my daughter in the seat behind me, and six (yes, six!) cats in cages in the back - three are mine, three belong to my parents. My little Ford Escape will be towed behind the moving truck. Dad's driving that big old beast. I'm not interested in manhandling that much metal at 60mph.

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wRwY-qP_SV-SRZY0g-UDiTSG4W0/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wRwY-qP_SV-SRZY0g-UDiTSG4W0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wRwY-qP_SV-SRZY0g-UDiTSG4W0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wRwY-qP_SV-SRZY0g-UDiTSG4W0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~4/iZn_LaH2_Y8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/04/two-weeks-from-today.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUHQns7eyp7ImA9WxFSGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3242184061876358202.post-1747870774686884278</id><published>2010-04-22T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T09:20:33.503-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-22T09:20:33.503-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Writing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Home Search" /><title>Moving Day is Coming and Life is Crazy</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/feeds/1747870774686884278/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/04/moving-day-is-coming-and-life-is-crazy.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/1747870774686884278?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/1747870774686884278?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~3/4-BsffQeTZs/moving-day-is-coming-and-life-is-crazy.html" title="Moving Day is Coming and Life is Crazy" /><author><name>Michi Beck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17893869459717457234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06722440583674463505" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">It's been busy and crazy around here the last few days, but I did manage to post an AC article on safe driving and car insurance. Please give me some love. :o)

Other than that, I've picked up two new private clients, which is wonderful, and I've been packing boxes and helping my parents get things in order.

Seventeen more days, and I'll be leaving Florida behind. I'm excited and terrified and 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/N1MgwyXttq8pJe6k1uvBKArF4Vg/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/N1MgwyXttq8pJe6k1uvBKArF4Vg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/N1MgwyXttq8pJe6k1uvBKArF4Vg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/N1MgwyXttq8pJe6k1uvBKArF4Vg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~4/4-BsffQeTZs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/04/moving-day-is-coming-and-life-is-crazy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UCQX0zcSp7ImA9WxFSEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3242184061876358202.post-6181199326346749070</id><published>2010-04-14T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T14:41:00.389-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-14T14:41:00.389-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Writing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Just Me" /><title>Wow, That's Much Better!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/feeds/6181199326346749070/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/04/wow-thats-much-better.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/6181199326346749070?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/6181199326346749070?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~3/lYM6peHoC2Y/wow-thats-much-better.html" title="Wow, That's Much Better!" /><author><name>Michi Beck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17893869459717457234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06722440583674463505" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">I just went through my list of bookmarked content sites that I write for, and purged a bunch of them.

Some are sites I've worked for sporadically. Some are sites I've signed up for but never written for. Others are sites I just plain don't like.

They all have one thing in common, though - terribly low pay for what I'm asked to do.

I realize I have to make money and all so I can pay the bills, 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/T_zCmXsObEpGh5VZjgNdTZ_izs8/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/T_zCmXsObEpGh5VZjgNdTZ_izs8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/T_zCmXsObEpGh5VZjgNdTZ_izs8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/T_zCmXsObEpGh5VZjgNdTZ_izs8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~4/lYM6peHoC2Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/04/wow-thats-much-better.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IBRXY6eSp7ImA9WxFSEEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3242184061876358202.post-944262599153606117</id><published>2010-04-11T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T12:52:34.811-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-11T12:52:34.811-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Home Search" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Just Me" /><title>The Best Laid Plans...</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/feeds/944262599153606117/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/04/best-laid-plans.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/944262599153606117?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/944262599153606117?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~3/BalgFjNItEk/best-laid-plans.html" title="The Best Laid Plans..." /><author><name>Michi Beck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17893869459717457234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06722440583674463505" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">Well, you know the saying.

Why is it that things always go wonky, just when you think you've gotten everything all figured out? 

Is it some kind of requirement for life? Murphy's Law, or some such nonsense?

I'm sure things will be okay - they generally work themselves out - but it's interesting how things always seem to force me to grow and change, even (especially?) when I'm quite comfortable
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IrROqqC3-wQ62qUdm_aPsER4Riw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IrROqqC3-wQ62qUdm_aPsER4Riw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~4/BalgFjNItEk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/04/best-laid-plans.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMFSHg9eCp7ImA9WxFTGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3242184061876358202.post-8889237995453862872</id><published>2010-04-09T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T18:20:19.660-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-09T18:20:19.660-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Just Me" /><title>Flowers, Anyone?</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/feeds/8889237995453862872/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/04/flowers-anyone.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/8889237995453862872?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/8889237995453862872?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~3/SfFRbFGgGIM/flowers-anyone.html" title="Flowers, Anyone?" /><author><name>Michi Beck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17893869459717457234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06722440583674463505" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AitXV06kAxc/S7_SLfz_LvI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jO6YJuSzS7E/s72-c/DuctTapeFlowers.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">My daughter made these flowers. Out of duct tape. Really.

I had to share them with you, because they're just so beautiful.

Enjoy! :o) 


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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/V6MVvNjwlQFSgG8jbEMaezdHmAc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/V6MVvNjwlQFSgG8jbEMaezdHmAc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~4/SfFRbFGgGIM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/04/flowers-anyone.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkAGQ305fSp7ImA9WxBaFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3242184061876358202.post-8384498543272083991</id><published>2010-03-23T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T19:38:42.325-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-24T19:38:42.325-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Writing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Just Me" /><title>Letting Go</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/feeds/8384498543272083991/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/03/letting-go.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/8384498543272083991?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/8384498543272083991?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~3/d678AiBALYE/letting-go.html" title="Letting Go" /><author><name>Michi Beck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17893869459717457234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06722440583674463505" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Do you ever have those times in your life when you just know it's time to let something go?

I reached one of those times this week, and I'm saying goodbye to a client that I've been working with for 10 years. It's hard to do, but it's time. I need to move on.

It might seem like bad timing with the move coming up and all, but things happen for a reason. It'll be ok.

It's not like I don't have 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_h0UBGrmBOd-PqBAGjYn9HMIwMg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_h0UBGrmBOd-PqBAGjYn9HMIwMg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~4/d678AiBALYE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/03/letting-go.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UAQXcyfip7ImA9WxBaEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3242184061876358202.post-7572215475643900</id><published>2010-03-22T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T12:14:00.996-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-22T12:14:00.996-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Yikes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Writing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Just Me" /><title>On Being True to Yourself...Even If That Means Being Different</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/feeds/7572215475643900/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/03/on-being-true-to-yourselfeven-if-that.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/7572215475643900?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/7572215475643900?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~3/7k2y2pMYTDk/on-being-true-to-yourselfeven-if-that.html" title="On Being True to Yourself...Even If That Means Being Different" /><author><name>Michi Beck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17893869459717457234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06722440583674463505" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">I haven't blogged as much the last couple of weeks. I've been busy with clients, moving preparations, and all the little incidentals that just seem to get in the way. Plus, I've been thinking. A lot. About life, the universe, and everything.

My original, planned moving day was June 1st. Through some odd and extraordinary circumstances, it's been moved up to May 10th. I am both thrilled and 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/H8waRVRV94XNmbit265CHbXzXpw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/H8waRVRV94XNmbit265CHbXzXpw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~4/7k2y2pMYTDk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/03/on-being-true-to-yourselfeven-if-that.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUDRH49fSp7ImA9WxBbGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3242184061876358202.post-2490520774181599530</id><published>2010-03-17T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T09:44:35.065-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-17T09:44:35.065-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Holidays" /><title>Happy St. Patrick's Day!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/feeds/2490520774181599530/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/03/happy-st-patricks-day.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/2490520774181599530?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/2490520774181599530?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~3/qMAD1FygwVk/happy-st-patricks-day.html" title="Happy St. Patrick's Day!" /><author><name>Michi Beck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17893869459717457234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06722440583674463505" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">For all of you who're celebrating your Irish ancestry, or for those who're just looking for a reason to drink a lot of green beer, I hope you have a wonderful day!

If it's just another Wednesday to you, I still hope you have a great day. Watch out for the leprechauns. :o)
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XBuyNa45ot5s1iMYHQScUkcsJM0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XBuyNa45ot5s1iMYHQScUkcsJM0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~4/qMAD1FygwVk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/03/happy-st-patricks-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cASXo-fyp7ImA9WxBbF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3242184061876358202.post-7848793391517953060</id><published>2010-03-16T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T10:37:28.457-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-16T10:37:28.457-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Writing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Home Search" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Just Me" /><title>Moving Closer to Moving</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/feeds/7848793391517953060/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/03/moving-closer-to-moving.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/7848793391517953060?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/7848793391517953060?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~3/GVMqqD2XeCQ/moving-closer-to-moving.html" title="Moving Closer to Moving" /><author><name>Michi Beck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17893869459717457234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06722440583674463505" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">ETA: My mom and dad just signed a contract on their house, and it's a done deal. We'll be moving three weeks earlier than planned. Augh!!! and also Yay!!! 
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Wow. My parents may have a buyer for their house. My fingers are crossed for them, but it would put us leaving three weeks earlier than planned. Ugh. Stress. Not fun.

But, it's a part of life. I have to learn to handle it, and this is a
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9nalgMAN5XSlSdQgKyBILGTld-0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9nalgMAN5XSlSdQgKyBILGTld-0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~4/GVMqqD2XeCQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/03/moving-closer-to-moving.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EFRncyeSp7ImA9WxBbEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3242184061876358202.post-6104881357354358916</id><published>2010-03-08T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T12:53:37.991-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-08T12:53:37.991-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Writing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Just Me" /><title>My Daily Dose of Destiny</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/feeds/6104881357354358916/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/03/my-daily-dose-of-destiny.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/6104881357354358916?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/6104881357354358916?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~3/rloHn5E1ZHw/my-daily-dose-of-destiny.html" title="My Daily Dose of Destiny" /><author><name>Michi Beck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17893869459717457234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06722440583674463505" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Ok. I'm really superstitious about a lot of things...but I don't actually believe that newspaper horoscopes are 'real' in the sense that I have to follow what they say.

I do find it fun, though, when they 'sync up' with the rest of my life. My horoscope today told me I had what it takes and I'll figure out how to work smarter and not harder - thus drastically improving my financial future.

This
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lygxEaWANVEkwMqk1N3EdcE37c4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lygxEaWANVEkwMqk1N3EdcE37c4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~4/rloHn5E1ZHw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/03/my-daily-dose-of-destiny.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AMQXs4cCp7ImA9WxBUGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3242184061876358202.post-1345902155755511818</id><published>2010-03-05T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T21:03:00.538-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-05T21:03:00.538-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Writing" /><title>I Gotta Stop Readin' This Stuff!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/feeds/1345902155755511818/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/03/i-gotta-stop-readin-this-stuff.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/1345902155755511818?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/1345902155755511818?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~3/FH00iLl60is/i-gotta-stop-readin-this-stuff.html" title="I Gotta Stop Readin' This Stuff!" /><author><name>Michi Beck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17893869459717457234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06722440583674463505" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">Ugh. Every time I turn around I'm finding blog posts and articles and forum posts where people are talking about:

(a) A company that I write for,
(b) A company that I'm thinking about writing for,
(c) Some particular type of writing being good or bad, or
(d) What level of pay is good or bad for a 'good' writer.

Oh, and don't forget the people who chastise and belittle and talk about how only 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dNA_Ovo7y6MEBwTsgq0VeKMG-SY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dNA_Ovo7y6MEBwTsgq0VeKMG-SY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~4/FH00iLl60is" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/03/i-gotta-stop-readin-this-stuff.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcAQno-cCp7ImA9WxBUF04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3242184061876358202.post-7322465619850480075</id><published>2010-03-04T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:27:23.458-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-04T13:27:23.458-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Writing" /><title>Finally Paid By a Lagging Client</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/feeds/7322465619850480075/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.michiellebeck.com/2010/03/finally-paid-by-lagging-client.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/7322465619850480075?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3242184061876358202/posts/default/7322465619850480075?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MichiBecksBlog/~3/5prP4-xFXWk/finally-paid-by-lagging-client.html" title="Finally Paid By a Lagging Client" /><author><name>Michi Beck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17893869459717457234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06722440583674463505" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Whew! I can't tell you how nice it is to see that check!

Just about the time I'd completely written it off and gotten beyond tired of 'the check's in the mail,' here comes the check. In the mail.

I sent the client an email and apologized for the email I'd sent him the other day, because it was the right thing to do.

I hope, in the future, that clients pay me on time. It's very annoying to be 
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No, he wasn't drunk. Or crazy. Or anything like that. He doesn't drink, and he's probably the sanest person I know.

He'd had the chair about 20 years, and it was already well into its 30s before he purchased it. It was one of those old-fashioned chairs - square and boxy with wide, flat arms that were 
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So, the other day I made a serious decision. I got rid of most of it. I hated to, because there were some 
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