I was nosing around my blog to find my oldest entry to see
why I started this thing. Because I have no idea. It turns out that the day
after my birthday in 2004, I decided I was going to write more. Ha! At the time
I was finishing up my BA in Creative Writing, and while I didn’t fancy myself a
WRITER, I did feel like I had important things to say. I was
snarky. I was funny. People wanted to know what I had to say.
Crickets.
I did technically start earlier, because Diaryland tells me
I had 62 entries between December 15, 2002 and April 30, 2003 and they couldn’t
ALL have been memes. No one wants to read that nonsense though. Why is it still
out there? (because I don’t know my password and the email attached to it is
defunct)
I think that I started reading blogs around the same time. It
was a community, oddly a completely different community than now. In a fit of
nostalgia I have tried looking up some of those old friends – do you realize
how hard it is to find people that you only knew handles from ten years ago? I
hope they are all well.
My blog, my blogging, has obviously taken on a different
direction. I realized that I’m not a writer. I don’t even want to be a writer,
ever. I have ideas, sure, but what I really love to do is read, is edit, is to
offer ideas on other people’s writing. I love my job now which is not in the
writing fields I thought I would be in, I have a husband and children and a
life that is a lifetime away from where I was ten years ago. My friends who
were my nearest and dearest at the time – yeah … not so much.
But I’ve met some amazing people because of blogging. Even
before there was The Blathering and organized ways of meeting people from the
Internets, I wanted a pair of shoes that they didn’t have at my local DSW. So a
girl in Delaware found them at HER store and sent them to me. And thus began a
beautiful friendship (even though my dog ate those damn shoes). More recently I
have found twitter and The Blathering, and as cliché as it has started feeling,
“I have found my people”. So I will continue to blog (although obviously not as
prolifically as SIXTY TWO TIMES IN FOUR MONTHS).
I started blogging because I had something to say. Even
though my somethings have changed, I’m amazed to find that sometimes I still
have something to say.
(PS – I went back through my DL site because it turns out my
first post there was four days after my first date with my husband. Yep, never
deleting that thing.)
Prompt from http://rambleramble.com/2013/06/16/bring-back-the-words-prompts-link-up-week-1">Bring Back The Words – Week one
5 comments:
<3 A pair of shoes and the internet started it all!
Ditto!
It sure appears that writing is her forte too. Loved the post. Thanks for sharing.
😃 Jen
I had a really old Livejournal account I desperately wish I remembered the URL for. It was mainly used for passive-aggressive posts aimed directly at my pseudo-boyfriend at the time (the only reader) and would be hilarious to look at.
I transferred and edited most of my earliest days of blogging, so it's somewhere in the archives of my blog, even if I'm the only one who can read it. :)
I started because I had stumbled across some great infertility blogs when I was all about the baby making and I still regularly read a few of them. But life has morphed and I find myself reading blogs less obsessively and writing my own even less so (and there was a time when I wrote daily, 5 days a week, with the occasional weekend post thrown in because I had to "talk" somewhere). Reading blogs used to be my main daily internet activity during down time at work - now, not so much.
One of the fascinating things about blogging to me is having a record of what was important or interesting to you at a different point in your life. And seeing how you change (or don't)over a period of time. I still have my old myspace blogs somewhere, and WHOOOOO are they funny. But they're also an interesting thing to see because my life is so different now!
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