Post first published November 2013
Blogging can be a chore. I forgot that. Deciding on a domain, finding the right layout, thinking of the right themes, deciding on audience, and actually making the time to sit down and write something. Yeah, a chore. So why do we do it? I can't speak for other bloggers. But I'll tell you why I want to blog again.
1. I'm a writer, and writers need readers
I started scribbling words on paper as soon as I could hold a crayon or pen. I'd write stories. Funny, sad, charming, or sometimes serious.
After I'd written something, I'd bully my friends in the neighborhood into listening to what I wrote. My parents and sisters were good audience members, too. I always found joy in having someone read what I wrote. Sometimes I got unwanted criticism, but I still enjoyed sharing. When I got to college, I kept writing. This time, not only fiction, but also academic essays. I got good at it. In fact, I became a writing tutor. I still tutor. I teach writing as a profession, too. I teach my students the importance of audience. I tell them, "writers need readers. Period. We grow and learn as we share our work."
For me, blogging is a spiffy way to find readers outside the circle of 5 friends I usually share my writing with. The more readers a writer has, the happier the writer is, I think.
2. Practice makes perfect.
It feels good to know you're good at something, yeah? Well, I'm a good writer. But I could be better. And the way to get better at something is to practice. Blogging gives me that chance to write. I used to blog consistently, every week in fact. It was amazing to see how much I improved.
3. It's my dream to publish.
Like many writers, I've read books that have impacted me powerfully. I read Anne of Green Gables, the Narnia Chronicles, The Lord of the Rings, all of Roald Dahl books and much more growing up. I was blessed to have parents who read to me, and then I started reading everything I could get my hands on at the library.
These books made me think differently about topics or sometimes even changed the way I wanted to live my life. Such power. Who wouldn't want that? An example of this was when I read The Outsiders in Junior High. I learned that dangers of cliques and the power of true friendship.
I want to publish because it's permanent. Even after I die, those words will be there, and it can impact people even after I'm gone, make them think differently or want to live their lives differently. It's like leaving a piece of me for generations to come, my little contribution to society. It's a way to be remembered. A way to claim, "yes! I was here! I had ideas! I had stories to tell! I was awesome!"
It's been a while since I've blogged. Probably about a year or more. I've shifted blog domains so many times, it's ridiculous. I'm reading up on ways to improve my blog. I'm setting goals to blog more regularly. Good steps in the right direction, yeah?
"There's nothing to writing. All you do is sit down... and bleed."
"Mongkok Street, Hong Kong"