The next decade....what's in store?

I'm into writing to strangers

I'm very big into connecting with people, not necessarily in a personal or face-to-face kind of way. Writing allows one to do that without personal face-to-face contact.

When I read something and it resonates with me, I want to let the author know this. So I sometimes write to Dennis Chung who writes a financial article for the Observer. I am a dunce in Economics and anything to do with money (that's why I have none!) and I find he breaks things down in simple language, so I wrote and told him that. Subsequently, if he writes anything and I have a query or a comment, I pop him an email.

Then there is Mark Wignall, the sometimes controversial Jamaica Observer columnist. You will recall when I wrote about seeing him at the Indian food festival sometime last year. So he wrote something recently and because I wanted him to know who he was talking to, I reminded him of this incident and he responded, starting out with "I remember you!". He has a nice piece today about the quandary (dat spell wrong I think) journalists find themselves in when they see in person, somebody whom they have written controversial or less than complimentary things about. So I wrote to him today to say I can totally understand, because when I write something about a cricket person that is the truth but that nobody wants you to write, I wonder if they have venom in their heart for me.....which I don't think, so I still say hello.

Then there is Rodney Davis, CEO of Cable & Wireless in Jamaica. I have a friend working with CW in Bimshire and I once asked him for Mr Davis' email address because I had a complaint. I didn't email him in the end. But today, the email address came in handy. He recently spoke with the boys at Mad Bull's, Dr D's and Scratchie's alma mater and the text of the speech was carried in today's Observer. The emphasis on CHOICE and how it affects your life resonated with me, so I emailed him.....and got a response within half hour.

Maybe I'm just a Gladys. But sometimes I just don't believe in anonymity. I believe in revealing what I feel and what I am thinking to those about whom I am feeling it or thinking it. Maybe that's why I have a blog, sorta-kinda.

Time for the gym.