This blogging thing…

So, I’ve kind of done this blogging thing before, but it was for a school project two years ago. And after that, I thought of it as something stupid for self-absorbed and narcissistic people to do. But then I thought about it–truly thought about it–and I said to myself, “Meh. Why not try it?” But I had to come up with a few personal justifications first.

A blog is not intrusive, unless I post it on every social media page I have and share it on all of my friend’s walls and beg them to read it. But generally, one must make an effort to read a blog, so I don’t feel so bad occasionally spewing my thoughts all over one site. I could post Instagram photos of my outfits and food and Starbucks coffee every couple hours instead…

I have always wanted to be a writer, and I kept journals about anything and everything when I was little, so I supposed a blog would be an interesting way to try to write about emotions and experiences again…for when I try to do that for life. I don’t like sharing my creative writing (or any writing for that matter) with people, but eventually I will have to if I want to do what I love. So, I guess in a way this a confidence builder as well. (That means I’m ready to take criticism, too, so judge away!)

Then, during my last year of journalism classes and while working for a book editor, I kept hearing of successful journalists and authors who had blogs that were being picked up by news sources and other authors, followed by politicians, fans, and publishers. I realized that a blog, a tasteful blog, could be a portfolio builder or a base for supporters and fans to visit. But that meant I had to decide on an angle, a genre, a target audience, a brand, all that jazz. Right?

I thought and thought about what my blog would focus on, and I couldn’t decide on any one thing. It was just a place for me, right? I could write about whatever I wanted to… So here, you won’t find me just ranting or gloating about my day, but rather reviews of books I’ve read, music I’ve listened to, movies I’ve watched, new art projects I’ve tried, or my latest cooking inventions spurred on by five hours of cravings and hunger. I might report on the creeper on the morning bus, or a curious incident I witnessed on my way to work, or how that person pissed me off at the grocery store, or what the swaying trees made me think of. I realized that there’s a lot going on all the time, and I wanted to practice getting it out there verbally for whoever cared to read, or for my own development as a person and writer. Some of it may be boring or silly, but I’m not forcing anyone to read this. And unless someone posts a comment, I won’t be any the wiser.

Honestly. I’m not expecting any real following, but maybe a post here or there will touch someone somewhere, sometime. This isn’t me striving for glory, but me delving into a world of hyper interconnectivity and sharing in the experience of people being people. This is me trying this blogging thing out, because it’s something new, and hey. Why not?

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