Prickly as gorse

I’m feeling as prickly as this gorse with frustration.

In the past few months I have been busy. Book writing and self-publishing is enormously time-consuming — a bit like raising children. Attention is demanded and concerted efforts required to counter apprehensions and steer into a positive direction, while I wrangled with technology, smoothed problems and rounded the edges of frustrations.

So when my posts on some blogs I follow, many of which are the blogs of the lovely folk who follow mine, were rejected, my feathers were slightly ruffled but I shrugged and continued. Glitches happen on the Internet. Surely it was down to a bad connection or a technological twist that would have sorted itself by the next time I logged on to comment.

But the problem has not resolved itself. After posting a comment on some sites, not always the same ones, I receive a message on a page headed WordPress  > error saying Sorry, this comment could not be posted. So I have to be content with liking the post but not commenting. Rather frustrating I think you’ll agree, with such great posts, wonderful photographs, and people I have become friendly with.

Wooden sculpture

This isn’t me though I feel like this – screeching in frustration. It’s a fabulous wooden sculpture of Meg wi’ the muckle moo – a character in Border history.

I notified WordPress and my query has been uploaded to one of their forums, but apart from someone asking for more details, so far no suggestions. Anyone else experiencing problems? If any of my blog followers can shed light on this problem I would be enormously grateful. Otherwise I may just rant at the heavens like Meg.



About jingsandthings

I am me. What do I like? Colour Shapes Textures Paintings, photographs, sculptures, woven tapestries, wonderful materials. The love of materials probably comes from my father who was a textile buyer, and I grew up hearing the names of mills and manufacturers which sounded magical and enticing. Glass in all its soft and vibrant colours and flowing shapes, even sixties glass which makes its own proud statement. A book I can immerse myself in. Meals with family or friends with lots of chat and laughter (and probably a bottle or two of wine). The occasional trip abroad to experience the sights, sounds, food, conversation, quality of light and warmth of other countries. To revel in differences and be amazed by similarities. I like to create and to experience, to try and to achieve. And then there are words – read, heard, written at my keyboard, or scrawled on sticky notes, or along the edges of dog-eared supermarket receipts excavated from the unexplored nooks of my handbag. What do I dislike? Cold Snow Bad design Fast food Condescension
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4 Responses to Why?

  1. carolee1945 says:

    Yes, I have had the same problem, but I don’t know why.

  2. I had this problem today too. I closed the page and tried, successfully, to post my comment a second time. I don’t know why it worked…

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