And ~*!!poof!!*~ I’m back!
For one year and nine months – I blogged. Every day. Boy, let me tell you: I was obsessed.
Not a moment of my life went undocumented. Hundreds of photographs were produced to illustrate my daily verbal elucidations. When I wasn’t blogging, I was thinking about blogging. What would my next post be about? What can I photograph? Would this picture make a good topic to write about? How many likes do I have? How many more subscribers do I have today?
In a relatively short period of time blogging became my universe.
And then one day – at the height of it all – I stopped. Just. Like. That. Like flipping off a light switch. Like snapping your fingers….done. You can’t say I “signed off”. I didn’t say good-bye to my audience. I didn’t even compose a post to warn my readers I wouldn’t be posting. I just closed the door and didn’t open it back up….not even a crack. (I am sure there are blogging experts that will tell me this is a big no-no in the blog-o-sphere. A sure-fire way to piss off your hard earned reader-ship and sabotage your stats… *sigh*…)
Why? Why did I do this????
It has taken me until now – just over one year and nine months later – to figure it out. I wonder how many other bloggers, past and present, can relate:
- I was starting to think that I had run out of things to say.
- I had met (and exceeded) the goals I had set in my mind when I created my blog.
- My blogging style was starting to change, and I didn’t like it.
But mostly, I was worried that Writing The Girl had become that line in Seinfeld: a show about nothing. So much random thoughts came through in my posts, I feared I had created a blog about nothing at all. Who wants to read a blog that has no focus? (yes, I realize now how silly that sounds.)
Walking away was so easy! I don’t even remember making the conscious decision to do it….it just happened. It was just a matter of not signing into my dashboard one day. Not composing a post in my head. Leaving my camera on the shelf.
One day turned into one week….one month…..one year.
You want to know something funny? I wasn’t posting – but man – blogging never left my mind. Writing The Girl – my audience and accomplishments – were never far from me.
I thought, a few times, maybe I could start a new blog. I still had this desire to hit that PUBLISH button. First, I created a health and fitness blog. A blog about SOMETHING! Well, I completed one post….and that was it. Lost interest. No time to post. ZERO inspiration.
Last summer I created yet another blog site – a cooking site this time. Something else that had a central, singular theme: food. Well, I didn’t even complete one post. Did you know that food blogs are not easy to get right? Kudos to all food bloggers out there – your talent and commitment are truly a work of art and a show of passion for that which you love. My hat goes off to you. Sincerely.
Don’t mis-understand me. Through all this not blogging, and then failing at new blogs, I never stopped writing. It’s my job to write. Before I ever started blogging, I had only ever dreamed of pursuing a life-long, and severely closeted, desire to write for a living. In the year that I was posting daily, I landed a job that made this a reality. I now work in marketing – I create copy for web pages and display ads. Heck – I create entire websites! I design and get to be creative on a daily basis. My professional life is awesome. But what do I do when I’m not creating for someone else?
Which brings me to this moment. Right here. Right now.
I didn’t blog for the same amount of time that I did blog. And what did that teach me? When I blogged everyday, I learned that I could write on command. As someone who wanted to make a career of it, this was good to know. When I stopped blogging, writing on command became much bigger creative challenge.
Lastly, I am – at heart – an introvert. The older I get, the more I realize just how much I prefer to keep to myself. Blogging everyday forced me to get over my tendency to stay in the shadows. So when I wasn’t posting and publishing to a massive audience, I easily reverted back into my box. I even stayed off Facebook for a long time, shortly after I stopped my regular blogging schedule. I became shy again.
I think I actually became a little depressed too.
Okay, fine – but what did I learn by not blogging?
I learned what I already knew….that blogging didn’t make me a writer. However, I also learned that having this outlet – this platform to stand upon and ramble to whoever is close by with my thoughts and images, helps me to be a more consistent writer. Not a better one.
Life is too short to not do what you want. I want my Writing The Girl back.
Yes – I am still worried I will run out of things to say.
I have, however, accepted the fact that having the Seinfeld of blogs isn’t bad. Seinfeld was a pretty good show, wouldn’t you say?
Afterall, blogging about nothing is still something.