How did you get interested in social media?
Kristen Record Heptinstall (@kristenheptin) is Senior Producer for Social Media and Community at al.com, executive director of the Alabama Social Media Association (ALSOCME), and she blogs at southernwebgirl.blogspot.com. So when it comes to social media, this girl knows her stuff. Lucky for us, she’ll be sharing her web wisdom with us on April 28 at See Jane Tweet. Read on to learn more about Heptinstall and the power of social media.
I would like to thank RSS Birmingham and Magic City Manifesto for showing us some love this week by helping spread the word about See Jane Tweet. And speaking of See Jane Tweet, be sure to check out a recent blog post by one of our esteemed speakers, Erin Shaw Street. Erin and Kristen really want you ladies to get the most out of this seminar, so they’re asking those who plan to attend to let them know if you have any specific topics and questions you’d like them to address on April 28.
And if you haven’t reserved your spot at See Jane Tweet, what are you waiting for? Email me today at email@example.com and get signed up!
Be sure to stop by tomorrow for a special Q&A with See Jane Tweet speaker Kristen Record Heptinstall.
As promised, I’ll be posting poetry writing prompts occasionally throughout April in celebration of National Poetry Month. Here’s one adapted from The Poet’s Companion by Kim Addonizio and Dorianne Laux:
What do you do every day — or on a regular basis? Write a poem about showering, or jogging, or cooking, and so on. Try, in the poem, to get at the particular way you perform this activity, that might be different from someone else.
Here’s a poem by Al Zolynas for inspiration:
The Zen of Housework
I look over my own shoulder
down my arms
to where they disappear under water
into hands inside pink rubber gloves
moiling among dinner dishes.
My hands lift a wine glass,
holding it by the stem and under the bowl.
It breaks the surface
like a chalice
rising from a medieval lake.
Full of the grey wine
of domesticity, the glass floats
to the level of my eyes.
Behind it, through the window
about the sink, the sun, among
a ceremony of sparrows and bare branches,
is setting in Western America.
I can see thousands of droplets
of steam — each a tiny spectrum — rising
from my goblet of grey wine.
They sway, changing directions
constantly — like a school of playful fish,
or like the sheer curtain
on the window to another world.
Ah, grey sacrament of the mundane!
On April 28 See Jane Write will present its second event: See Jane Tweet!
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