I know as a writer I’m supposed to blog. No, it’s not a law written in stone or anything, but in today’s world, it’s all the rage, right? It’s a good way for authors to connect with readers and let them know what’s going on. I’m not against blogs at all, it’s just that when it comes to blogging I’m clueless. I look at other author blogs and how they post of all the exciting things going on in their writing world. The new releases every third month, or the writing conferences and speaking engagements they are gearing up for, or how they just received some really cool award for being a stellar author, and then I think about me and I’m like uhhhhhhh…because right now I’m just an aspiring author who is raising two small kids and struggling to find writing time so I can actually publish another book sometime in the next century. So when it comes to blogging and all the non-news I have to announce, it can be a little–or a lot–disconcerting. I mean, do you know how many times I’ve told myself, “Today is the day I become a blogger!”
Do you know how many times I’ve failed?
“I’m going to post at least once a week!”
Those of you who follow me know that’s never happened.
So what’s my problem? I think I convinced myself I have nothing to share, that no one cares, that I’m just not cut out to be a blogger.
Then my husband told me to stop trying to impress people and use my blog as a way to capture my journey as a writer, and I realized he was right. I was trying so hard to impress people with my blog that I developed a serious case of writers block every time I sat down to blog, and I thought maybe if I found my blogger voice and didn’t try to copy what everyone else was doing, I just might have something fun to write about after all. Because growing up I was awed by authors and their amazing books, and I thought what could be better than being an author? I didn’t realize what an author actually went through to write my favorite stories. How some days words spilled forth like water at Niagara Falls and it was all one could do to capture them, to the days spent writing the same sentence all. Day. Long. And still hating every draft, to the days spent staring at a screen and having to convince yourself that you have a story to tell at all. There’s so much more that goes into writing a book than a reader sees. So this is my millionth attempt to embrace the world of blogging and be excited about it. Will I succeed? Who knows? But I have some ideas for future posts, and I can say for the first time, I’m actually excited to blog. So, until next time…