My Brain is Fried.

It's Thursday, and I went to bed Monday night.  How did that happen?  Not really but that's what it seems like to me. Time moves along way too quickly.  Our company left on Tuesday and after catching up on laundry and what not, I've taken on the task of joining the 21st century and getting on Instagram.

Apparently, that is the newest best way of promoting books to the younger generation. It's all well and good for those in the "younger generation" who speak the language or have folks nearby to gently nudge you along.  Not so easy for us who have reached a certain level of maturity.  After all, when I was their age we were still using typewriters.  I've progressed by leaps and bounds over the decades. However, I just get comfortable with one way when the next new thing comes along.  

I thought I was doing great when I finally mastered the computer and blogger, then along came FB, then the smartphone.  For the longest time, I was the stupid operator of the smartphone.  Okay, I may not have mastered all of the smartphone features, but I can get my FB, emails and phone calls now.  Progress.

I passed right through the Twitter phase, and I was feeling pretty good when along comes Instagram. It too used hashtags (at least I knew what they were). First, I received an email from Renee Rose asking if I was going to join the A to Z challenge this year.  Okay, sounds good.  I've done it the last couple of years, but alas, then I read further and find out this year it's through Instagram instead of Blogger.  I decide I'm just going to pass - too much to take on right now.

Suddenly, I began getting more emails and messages about how Instagram is the way of the future. Cara Bristol suggested I best get on board. Rayanna Jamison nudged me and tutored me, and now I am the proud owner of an Instagram account.  I am a fledgling and still feeling my way but hopefully by the time the challenge starts on June 1st, I will know enough to post.  We'll see.

It doesn't stop there. When filling out the info required of Instagram, I learned the onceanauthor (Leigh Smith) blog did not qualify as a  website.  I needed a domain. Back to the computer and researching sites.  Finally,  after a couple of failed starts, Google seemed to welcome me and my credit card with open arms and lots of help. Thus, leighsmithauthor.com was born.  So if you wander over to my other site, it will have a slightly different look, but it's the same ole' site only linked to the new domain.  I'd show a screenshot of both if I was able to do so.  I've read the instructions on both on the computer and phone, but nothing.  Maybe next time.

The upshot of all this is that I am now on Instagram.  If you are and want to look me up, the account is leigh_smith_writer and I have my own domain of leighsmithauthor.com. Note that I have the word author after my name.  It's not to remind be but fortunately, or unfortunately, just plain ole' leighsmith wasn't available, that would have been much too easy.

As an aside, the last couple of mornings I've received calls from solicitors from the web domain sites wanting to help.I still have the same Florida telephone number I've had for centuries so I was less than pleasant this morning when I informed yet another caller that when I was ready I would contact them and that it was 6:30 in the f**ucking morning here. I don't imagine they will call again.  Bet you didn't expect that from Sunny Girl. haha.

See you later for more Aimless Ramblings