I've been thinking more about the blog lately.
I’m a little all over the place with this thing. There is no real theme or direction yet, but I keep thinking I need one.
Although I do know what I’m not.
I’m not a mommy blogger (GAH! Scary. Though if I could be as cool as Chrissy I might consider procreating), a foodie blogger (don’t do recipes), a farmgirl blogger (no farm), nor a photo blogger (I don’t even know how to operate all the stuff on my camera yet.)
I don’t have a niche.
My Love and I watched Julie & Julia the other night. She had a theme for her blog. A plan, a framework. I have no such clarity.
I
started the blog to give structure and accountability to what I wanted to
do.
Which is, what, exactly?
Clearly, I need both of those things, because the first thing I wanted to do was figure out what I wanted to do.
But I also did it for the community aspect, though I can totally relate to something Crazy Aunt Purl said about when she started looking at knitting blogs and thinking she could write about knitting, but the more she looked at knitting blogs the more she noticed that everyone else was adorable and perfect and making adorable, perfect things. In terms of the artsy/crafty (and learning some stuff in those areas is supposed to be one of my goals here) I can relate because I follow a few a/c blogs and they just whip out beautiful things so easily, it shames me. So she said that she decided to just write what was on her mind.
Maybe I'll go with that, too and not worry about "niche."
Because also, I don’t like just lurking all the time, and though I technically don’t need a blog to comment, it seems like the decent thing to do. Commenting without a link back so that people can learn about you, too, seems as one dimensional as having a conversation in the physical world with nothing but a disembodied voice.
But maybe not. I talk to nobody in particular all the time, which is probably weirder. Although it makes the blog thing—writing to nobody in particular about the minutiae of my life—a natural next step for me. Blogging is the electronic and socially acceptable version of what I do all the time. Blogging is considered normal whereas talking to noone? Maybe not so much. Get caught blogging and you’re like, “Yeah, so?” but get caught carrying on a one-sided conversation with an invisible Viggo Mortensen in your kitchen, and well, that’s a little awkward.
Not that that has happened.
I’ve never gotten caught.
So that shall be the focus. An intro to me, as if you don’t know
me. Which you don’t. But now you just can’t wait, right?
The batshit crazy, it burns.
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