I’ve had this blog for almost 3 years and thought it was time I did a post like this.
I’ve met some amazing people from all over the world. Over the years I’ve connected with some awesome bloggers who take the time to read my thoughts, look at my photos, comment and share their opinions. I cannot put into words just how lovely this online community is.
It is such a good creative outlet. Growing up I wanted to be a journalist. It didn’t happen and so over the years I completed various feature and creative writing courses. Stuck to my day job and did NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) for years before I decided to blog.
It is my online space. I call my blog my online journal. My electronic scrapbook. My little space where I pour my feelings through words onto a page. It is mine and I’m very fond of it.
Sometimes it is easier to type than say out loud what I’m feeling. So I use my blog for coffee chats which are popular when you want to share (or vent) about something that is on your mind. I post 99% of what I write but occasionally a post is very personal to me and I’ll save it for a time in future when I’m ready to share. Blogging is extremely therapeutic.
It can open doors. I know some bloggers earn from their blogs and I think that must be amazing. Others get products to use in exchange for a review. I see many blogs use affiliate links. For now I’m just excited to be a guest blogger for CMIYC (Catch Me If You Can) http://cmiyc.co.za/ which is an all women running community in South Africa. Blogging can lead to more and I feel like I’ve taken a step towards this.
Sometimes when you are online it is difficult to match what you are feeling with your tone. IRL you can hear the words, mood and general emotions when someone tells you a story. Online I realise that some of my posts or comments might sound negative or snarky if typed up in the heat of the moment.
I sometimes battle to be present. I’ll be having breakfast and want to take a pic for my blog. Nothing unusual there except I want the quality to be good so I will need my camera and not my phone. And then I need to angle the plate just so…..
These were super cold when we finally got to eat them. I’m still not sure why sharing a picture of my flapjacks felt so essential.
It is time consuming. Blogging can feel like a job at times. It takes planning, it uses huge chunks of time and often bloggers pay for their domains so it is a ‘job’ that you do voluntarily with additional costs. But I love it and I try not to put pressure on myself to post more than I currently do. I link up where I can but if I miss a link up deadline it isn’t the end of the world. I simply remind myself that this is fun and not meant to be a chore.
When I say my blog is my online journal. It means exactly that. So anybody can find it and read my thoughts as well as that little rant after a crappy day. And most of the time that doesn’t bother me…..but occasionally I’ll find I’m tempted to edit my posts. Delete that picture. Leave that paragraph out because anyone can read it. And editing my posts sometimes feels like I’m editing myself. Toning down something I want to share so it is more palatable should someone I know read it.
I often have to remind myself this is my little space and if someone wants to judge that is their choice. I’m learning not to take things personally.
What are your thoughts on this? What have been your highs and lows from blogging?