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Oh, Hey. I Found My Password. That I Never Lost.

Oh my god, y'all. It took me like twenty minutes to get back into this blog.

This is like when you avoid calling someone you were close to for a long time, and you're afraid it's going to go badly:

Me: Oh, hey, Friend Who I Haven't Talked in a Long Time and Totally Don't Have an Excuse for Not Calling, this is Faiqa!

Friend Who I Haven't Talked in a Long Time and Totally Don't Have an Excuse for Not Being Better About Calling: I'm sorry... Faiqa? I don't know who that is.

And, you know, with a name like "Faiqa", they clearly DO know who I am, but they act like they don't because... THEY HATE ME NOW.

That's never happened to me, but I am terrified that it will. Anyway, this is how it was when I was trying to log in to my blog tonight. 

I type in my login.

I type in my password.

It tells me it doesn't recognize me.


Anyway, then, I go to the Customer Support thing for Squarespace and it's all "DOMAIN NOT FOUND."

I am looking at the website. It's right here. It exists. 


I go through what feels like an infinite loop of asking questions and trying to email customer support until... I find the answer! LEGACY PLATFORM.

Apparently, I have to go to the back entrance of Squarespace because I'm that irrelevant on the Internet now. Like, hey, the front door is only for people who have still have a Twitter account and would never bother to follow Taye Diggs back. 

Anyway, here I am at the back entrance, and I've only kept up with my blog the way one keeps up with vacuuming the coils under one's refrigerator. FTR, one vacuums coils under the refrigerator when one's refrigerator keeps freezing all the vegetables and the refrigerator repair dude comes over and charges one $85.00 to tell one that vacuuming coils is even a thing.

Yes. I am that level of grown up now. It has been a while, Internet.

I read an article yesterday that sort of tipped me over the edge on getting back into blogging regularly. It was an article called "Can Blogs Rebuild America" on Parent Hacks which is curated by author/blogger Asha Dornfest.

(Are they still called articles? Do you still curate content? Is everyone just an "author" now? They did not give me a guidebook to terminology on the way in through that back door. All I got was shame and confusion. Like my childhood).

Asha writes about creating community once again through blogging in order to transcend social media strictures and identity lines in a way that inspires change and connection: 

I don’t think it’s unrealistic to say that if we did this [started blogging again], with the influence we have now, it could light a spark that could eventually make a difference in the state of our country. Idealistic? Yes. Naive? I don’t think so. Actually, I don’t care. America is fractured, and I’m willing to throw ideas at the wall for fixing it. Let’s bring an experimental mindset to this. Ask ourselves, what if? 

I will not kid myself into thinking that I have enough influence to make any significant impact. I am, after all, someone who just arrived through the door embarassingly marked "LEGACY PLATFORM," but I think I can make a little bit of a difference.

Like, enough of a difference.

I can maybe connect with people again without the Facebook algorithm deciding whether I make it into someone's consciousness or they make it into mine. Maybe I can be heard if the people who are listening actually WANT to listen to me. Maybe I can connect with someone who would never show up in my social media feed.



I'm going to blog every day until November 30th.

In case you're wondering, no, I do not have time for this, and the ruminations of why I don't care about not having time in and of itself will take up about three blog posts so that's good. The writing and content over the next thirty days are going to be so baaaaad most of the time.

Pictures of the dog.

Leaves changing colors.

Family vacation.

Stupid food pictures.

Boring stuff that probably matters to, like, three other people besides my family members who are too scared to say they don't care. 

But, sometimes, it is going to be good.

And that might matter. 



Reader Comments (11)

It’ll matter.

October 29, 2018 | Unregistered CommenterArnebya

Oh dear one, it truly matters and I’m so glad.

October 29, 2018 | Unregistered CommenterMelissa

you've never been irrelevant to me.

October 29, 2018 | Unregistered CommenterJasmine

I spent 20 minutes trying to figure out how to get back into my blog today, too! Wordpress, no less. Definitely in the air - that hint of spring after a long, dark winter - that subtle scent of life without Facebook and connections of our own choosing. I'll be reading, FAIQA, my friend I haven't called in a long, long time but I could never forget!

October 29, 2018 | Unregistered CommenterDeborah

It's is always good to hear your voice. You and others are making me wonder if I should dust of the ole blog. I may or may not, but will be happy to read your words. :)

October 29, 2018 | Unregistered CommenterAngella


October 30, 2018 | Unregistered CommenterElan Morgan

Have we met?

October 30, 2018 | Unregistered CommenterUncool

Oh hey there! I am sporadic in my blogging but I almost always manage to blog every day in November so I’ll be right here with ya ❤️

October 30, 2018 | Unregistered CommenterVikki

If only you had a podcast -- I hear those are all the rage these days.

October 31, 2018 | Unregistered CommenterRen

HERE FOR THIS. I will join you.

October 31, 2018 | Unregistered CommenterCecily

I AGREE and I couldn't care less about influence. Let's just write and get weird. Happy you're here.

October 31, 2018 | Unregistered CommenterLiz

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