Beginnings

Imagine what it feels like when you've come up with the "perfect" name for your blog, only to discover that someone else is using that name for their blog.  Okay, so that's annoying.  But then, you go and look at the blog that has "your" name and discover that it's an ultra right wing, conservative blog written by someone who appears to be a religious zealot.  That's disturbing.  It made me question my very values.  I spent hours in conversation with myself: "But what does it mean that I came up with the perfect name and someone with values so far from mine thought the same thing?"  You get the drift.

I let it go.  Madness may lie that way.

And here I am, posting for the first time on my new blog that is self-titled.  Nothing wrong with that.  Rock stars do it all the time.  If you consider naming something after your Twitter name counts as "self-titled".  Hmmm.  Looks like I've got something to discuss with myself tomorrow.

What's it about?  I am a compulsive observer of life.  I'm one of those people who doesn't listen to an iPod on public transport.  And I catch public transport everywhere.  The reason is that I love to eavesdrop on conversations and discover that most of us seem to speak rubbish a lot of the time.  Especially on public transport. Loudly.  (Note to self - must write about this.)  I have some time on my hands and am hungering to establish the habit of regular writing.  (I used to have penpals - remember them? - must write about this.)

So "divacultura", the blog, written by divacultura the Twitter girl, will roam widely and wildly on whatever takes my fancy.  I can promise that it will be spelt correctly and apostrophes will be accurately placed.  These things matter to me.  Additionally my aim is to entertain and provoke my audience daily.

I'd love you to join me.