I have been asking myself that question. Why am I blogging?
I shelved any ideas of notoriety a very long time ago, in my teens when I fell pregnant and kept my baby instead of continuing with my blossoming modelling career. Since then I have been pretty happy just getting by. So, it can't be because of the chance of being well know for doing something.
I am not a very good writer. Even though I read all of the time I haven't picked up the skill to translate all these A++ ideas into the written word. I try and write what is in my head but it just doesn't come out that way. So, it can't be because I am a literary whiz.
So, I guess it must be because I just wanted to relate to people. I want people to know me because they can relate to me and my life's struggles. Maybe they will like the way I write... not really smart.... just like a normal woman who is just venting and experimenting, and sharing with a bunch of friends she doesn't know yet. I have always been the talker in my group, not uncommon for people to just start walking away (especially if the vino has been flowing) while I'm still talking on a train of thought that has spanned the last three hours. Occasionally though, someone will sit and listen. Then even less frequently, someone will just look at me and say "You should write this stuff down". So, here it is.
I think I have found something that hasn't really been over-blogged, there are plenty of blogs dedicated to being really good at something but there aren't so many where the writer is willing to put their hand up and go "I can't do this... I'm just like you"
I have two followers at this stage and I have to say, I get such a thrill from looking at them and my one comment that it just makes me want to keep going... and that's just with two! So, thanks for enabling me to do something that makes me happy.
That's awesome, boo. Keep going, I love reading your posts. <3
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