I lived in England in a small town where the library and book store carried no books on astrology. I would scour magazines and newspapers for articles expanding on the scanty Sun sign columns which were carried then. Astrology, at its most seminal level, was with me though, sketchy or not. Where my very first "feel" for astrology came from I can only guess - I suspect it emerged from a big door-stopper of a book owned by my maternal grandmother. I think its title was something like "Encyclopaedia of Superstitions". From that volume I still clearly remember going to a section about what I now know to be geomancy. I think, perhaps, that there might have been a section on astrology in that volume, and that would have been my first ever introduction to it.
As the 1950s morphed into the '60s then the '70s, things began to look up for astrology.
Hippies, their culture, and Hair the musical with its hit song The Age of Aquarius brought astrology into focus, more people began to take an interest. By now I'd moved from small town Yorkshire. I'd married and awaited divorce. I puzzled over the fact that my marriage to a Libra Sun person had failed dismally, when Aquarius and Libra were thought to be such an excellent match. I started reading more books and any specialised magazines I could find. Nothing I read enabled me to get much beyond Sun sign astrology. I was hampered by my blind-spot in mathematics. Trying to calculate a natal chart from written instructions with nobody to ask for advice was too daunting a task.
In the early '70s a new relationship began in my life - with a Sun Taurus guy. According to all information Aquarians and Taureans are not a good match. In spite of our Sun signs the relationship lasted for 33 years, until his death. With a more stable emotional background, a new home base in the northern city of Leeds, new job in the civil service, a new era for me began.
I bought my first "proper" astrology report sometime during the 1970s, answering an advert in one of the Prediction issues. The British astrologer, Patrick something or other, was quite well known then. The report was expensive, and took a long time to arrive. It was produced on a typewriter which had seen better days: uneven type, fading ink upon three foolscap sheets of good quality blue paper. I remember its appearance, but no longer have it. It was lost along with all of our possessions in a disastrous fire in 1996. This report on my natal chart told me, at last, something about natal positions of other planets. It was confirmed that Moon was in Aries, as Pat had calculated. The astrologer estimated my ascendant to be in Leo, from the birth time I had given, which later proved to be inaccurate. I laboured for years under the misapprehension that I had Leo rising (rather than my 99.9% likely Cancer ascendant). Most of the other content of that report has faded in memory, except that the astrologer said I'd be likely to experience disappointments in dealings with the opposite sex. I reckon that's true of any human on planet Earth! I still haven't worked out what in my chart prompted him to write that. As it turns out, I've been luckier than most in my relationships.
Later on, other office colleagues shared my interest in astrology. We'd swap books and information, but much was still beyond my understanding. We were like kids playing blind-man's buff. My copy of Linda Goodman's Sun Signs did the rounds of our office a few times, and eventually disappeared.
It was in the fall of 2006 that Learning Curve on the Ecliptic was born, shortly after our return from a wonderful vacation among Colorado's Rocky Mountains. Blogger, back then, offered a fairly limited selection of fancy blog backgrounds with help, if required, to get started. I chose a background, concocted that over-long blog title, and got started. After a year or so I was able to customise a different, simple, background for the blog - the format it has retained, with occasional tweaks to the main title font.
Learning Curve on the Ecliptic was a solitary experiment for a while, an internet backwater nobody ever reached. I have to thank several established astrology bloggers for helping me along, with encouragement: Elsa of Elsa Elsa Advice Blog was the first, then Jeffrey Kishner, now of Sasstrology, Julie Demboski and April of Big Sky Astrology - they're all linked in my sidebar. If it hadn't been for the acceptance of these astrologers I'd almost certainly have given up within a few months.
After some six years writing about astrology and related subjects I diversified a wee bit, broadened the blog's scope to take in politics and more general topics. This blog has never attracted a wide readership, even before Facebook began leeching the life out of blogs in general. From time to time, over the years, some loyal regular readers and commenters have appeared, travelled along with me for as long as they could, and become welcome friends.
I suppose I really should wade into the waters of Facebook, as so many other bloggers have done, but doubt that I shall do so, unless perhaps Google were to decide someday to take Blogger off their menu.