So I’ve been at this blogging thing for a short while now (although I’m not exactly on top of it at the moment with a new baby in the house-go figure), and I’m still trying to find my footing. What exactly is my niche? What do I feel truly compelled to write about? Just what IS my purpose for writing? Who is my audience and do I even feel ready to open myself up to this level of sharing?
I have always viewed myself as more of a creative writer, though I did once have journalistic aspirations. And while I love writing about decor and my experiences as a mom and so forth, my one big dream since before I can remember has been to publish a children’s book. And maybe someday I will. Or maybe I’ll start getting into some freelance writing, who knows? Until that day, this blog is my main method of honing my writing skills while sharing these thoughts of mine with whomever stumbles into my little corner of the web.
With that, I’ve realized in less than six months of starting this site what ISN’T working for me. Here are my ramblings about that:
1. I like my privacy, and I don’t want to plaster my life all over my blog. I feel okay about sharing some pictures of decor in my home but I’m uncomfortable posting photographs of myself and my family for all to see on the internet. In fact, I haven’t had any sort of social media account other than Pinterest for years until I started an Instagram profile in connection with this blog.
2. Which brings me to my next realization: While I enjoy writing blog posts, I sort of hate my Instagram account. It stresses me out! Total information overload. Too many pictures of things I don’t really need to know about. Too many bloggers I’ve followed selling me something. In fact, I’m convinced that social media such as Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, etc…is more hurtful than helpful to society for a large number of reasons that I won’t get into today, but perhaps I’ll write about in another post sometime. And okay. I realize that this blog is just another type of social media. However, there’s something far more consuming, far more pervasive and damaging about the Twitters and Snapchats of the world. At least in my own humble opinion. So, while I can appreciate that most successful bloggers are active on a variety of social media platforms, I’m thinking that it may just not be for me. After all, I’m writing this blog for a creative outlet-not to make friends (though I do enjoy meeting new people!). I’m going to give Instagram a few more chances, but I think we probably aren’t compatible and will likely be breaking up soon.
3. My favorite post to write was the letter to my dear, late Grandma, and even though I started this blog as a way to showcase some of my ideas, I think I might rather write more about the things that truly matter in life and less about home decor and how I organized my stupid junk drawer. I still enjoy those little things, but I just don’t know that it’s what I want to write about.
So, to the one person who is still reading this, thanks for caring enough to indulge my random thoughts on blogging. Hope you stick around to see what I have to say next, but even if you don’t ima still write my blog. For me. And anyone who cares to read it!
Ciao, until I find another quiet moment to write (probably in a month, ha!), babe!