Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Why Write

Since signing on for NaBloPoMo, I've given thought to the whole blogging thing again and the question, "why blog?" I guess the reasons for blogging change if you're at it long enough. My first reason is that I love to write and especially to keep journals. It helps me clear my head, clear my thoughts, clear the air. I've kept a journal or diary for as long as I can remember, and one thing I've always struggled with is that I'm not very consistent. I have blank books that are barely started, many that are full, and a basketful waiting to be used. I always have good intentions, but some parts of my life are just better (or worse) than others and better documented than others.

When I first started blogging, I figured it would help me stay accountable, because if I didn't keep blogging then everyone would know. Well, at least the hundreds of, or all ten of, the people who read my blog. And the shame of it all would make me come here a few times a week and write something wonderful.

Well, like Weight Watchers, we all know how that can be. Pretty soon, you're not at the meetings anymore, nobody even notices you're not at the meetings (unless it's the friend you started with and since she doesn't go anymore, how would she know?)

So the "pressure" of my readers waned fairly quickly, and now -- even though I love comments and I do think about all ten of you who read this -- I blog pretty much for myself. Which is as it should be.

So NaBloPoMo? It's yet another attempt to help me stay disciplined. To get my thoughts on paper screen, put in the time and exercise that I need to put in, so that some day writing will be easier. And I'll love it. Like people who run tell me, if you keep at it you.will.love.it. I think they're all lying.

The truth is that while I do love to write, I hate not writing even more than I love writing. Does that make sense? If I don't jot things down, my thoughts aren't completed. They feel all jumbled and discombobulated, like this post. Stay with me here, and if I keep at it long enough, it will be as clear as mud. To all ten of you.

6 comments:

RIZZI said...

HI KAREN,
YOU HIT THE NAIL RIGHT ON THE HEAD, I JUST SAID TO JACKIE THE OTHER DAY, I DON'T WRITE A LOT OF PERSONAL STUFF ABOUT MYSELF. BUT I ENJOY WRITING, AND IT KEEPS MY BRAIN WORKING, AND THAT'S A LOT AT MY AGE (70). SO AS YOU SEE ON MY BLOG ITS THINGS THAT I LIKE, AND ARE INTERESTING TO ME, AND HOPE SOME OF MY BLOGGER FRIENDS TOO. I TRY TO WRITE THINGS THAT MAYBE SOMEONE WILL SAY "OH, I DID'T KNOW THAT, WELL, I LEARNED SOMETHING NEW TODAY." I AM STILL HAVING TROUBLE WITH THE SPACING, THANKS FOR THE TIP, I WILL WORK ON IT. KEEP ON WRITING KAREN, I KNOW HOW MUCH YOU LIKE DOING IT. I ENJOY YOUR BLOG VERY MUCH, AS I SEE OTHERS DO TOO. HAVE A GREAT DAY. LOVE, AUNT RIZ

sthornburg said...

As one of the ten....I heartily thank you!!! Whether it be books you read, or bloggers/cooks like Pioneer Woman...you have opened my mind to new things -- and inspire me to the beauty you see in this world --whether it be paint color, home design, or your people relationships.

Judy said...

I blog for me, too.

Even if no one but me ever reads it, I'll still enjoy it.

I have noticed that although I like to think of myself as 'transparent', things have really changed with my blog since I now know certain people who read it everyday.

And not because they particularly like me.

Oh, well.

Have you thought about Facebook? Some people hate it, but I really enjoy it!

Judy - one of the faithful 10.

Joanne said...

Number 2 of the faithful 10 weighing in here. Reading other people's blogs is kind of like running ... once we start, we.just.love.it. We can't stop visiting. So, write on!

Jen said...

Your right....I blogged at first for everyone else and then realized this was for me...and after all that is what is all about.

diana said...

i know exactly what you're talking about. i write as an outlet to my thoughts and opinions, but also to have a written record of who i am and what my life is like for future generations. i don't write as much as i used to, but i don't think i could ever stop.

i consider myself one of the ten and i'm glad you're writing.