When I started blogging, I responded to every comment no matter how nasty the reader was. I was generally polite, believing that these critics would be so charmed by my professionalism that they would see the error of their misogynist ways and swiftly run out to read a bell hooks book. I do not see the process of blogging as a separate thing from creating art. This is in part why I do not like to be known for being a ‘blogger,’ as this is just one form of output for creative ideas. A blog is neither a diary nor a journal. Many people think of blogging in relation to those two things, confessional or practical. It is neither but includes elements of both. Success is no accident. It is hard work, perseverance, learning, studying, sacrifice and most of all, love of what you are doing or learning to do.
I started blogging in the summer of 2004. I don’t think I had a particular reason, just that I wanted to explore ‘blogging’. Anyway, so I had been reading a couple of these new tangled things called “blogs” online for a bit, and of course, I thought I could do one too, so I googled the word ‘blog’, found rediff, set myself up and I was ready to go. Blogging opened up a door to a world of writing, without an editor to me. My grammar turned perfect, and spelling errors, well they never happened. But removing the hurdle of having someone change what I want to say a huge score! I have formed some valuable and fulfilling relationships thanks to blogging. I hear from people all around the world. Some are insightful, others are opinionated, but all are engaged. This feeling of connected-ness is important to me in a somewhat disconnected world. Blogging is an economical hobby, one that fills time in a positive way. The coolest part is that blogs are like diaries, with your thoughts archived for life. For virtually no cost, I can look back on this post in 20 years and laugh or cry about it. That’s priceless! It won’t happen overnight, and it might never come to completion, but blogging puts everyone on the path to potential self-employment. The greatest part is that you can transition as slowly (or quickly) as you like.
I live for creative vision; it keeps me young, happy, and feeling alive. From layout to imagery to I have turned into a quick thinker – someone who is willing to let the creative juices slop all over the blog. As a blogger I get to air my grievances publicly and have the world comment. This dialogue helps me blow off some serious steam. Internet is amazing. We have all sorts of information at our fingertips constantly. But the information we get from fellow bloggers? It’s beyond product reviews and four or five-star ratings on various websites. If I want to truly know more about something, the first thing I’m going to read is the blog post I find from someone like me. Shares. Engagement. Discussions that stem from the smallest thing that I thought were only something that happened to me. The outlet and the connections go hand-in-hand with every co blogger. People I have never even met sending me love and prayers when I need them, sending me emails and messages when they know I’m struggling, sharing the laughter and the tears. Friends I hope to one day sit down across a table, reminding me I’m never alone. The communities I have established for myself through blogging are without a doubt one of the things I am most thankful for.
Blogging has been a real blessing in my life. I am so thankful to the collaboration that can occur, especially through comments. So, please, if you have a tip to share from your own days of blogging or just want to say hello, do chime in.
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I write a lot, which keeps me off the streets and out of trouble. There is always something to write about, always a new story to craft. Not writing, for me, is like trying to hold back a sneeze. Learning to write was the most powerful influence in my life. I can still remember the awe I felt when I realized I could put real words onto paper and tell out a story. From that first ‘a-ha’ moment I knew I wanted to write.
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