That has been a question I’ve been struggling with, when I get a free moment and allow my brain to head in that direction. Whenever I did blog, there wasn’t a lot of interaction. I don’t know if that’s because I’m crap at writing engaging posts or because people just aren’t into reading blogs. Whatever the reason it is still something I ponder at times.
All of that will be a moot next month when I take up 31 days of blogging. We shall blame this on Melissa Schroeder for mentioning she’s going to try to blog for a month straight and my super weak resistance to the thought that I should join her. Really….it didn’t take much convincing at all. I was like an overexcited puppy wagging its tail hoping to go with the awe-inspiring human to the vet. I didn’t think about what it might be, I just wanted to play along with them.
I don’t know what I’m going to spend a month blogging about but I think I might try to make them more genuine posts with more of the real me let loose.
The real you, you wonder. What does that even mean? Had the face I put forward all of this time been a complete and utter fake one?
No, but my public personality is reserved and it isn’t until we are close friends and I’m comfortable do I let out my weird. I think I have a slightly dry, sarcastic sense of humor. People I’m not close to, may not see that. They’ll get awkward smiles and I’ll let what I’m thinking go through a series of filters before letting it out. I don’t want to offend. I like people to like me. It hurts when people don’t and I’ll panic trying to figure out how to fix it. I don’t like that about myself because that means I cater to others that I don’t know, even if it isn’t something I want to do.
Don’t worry, I’ll bitch about it later but only in private. For the most part I keep my drama to myself. As crazy good as it is to see an author on a career-crashing rampage, I don’t actually want my career to go up in smoke.
I would ask you all what you think, but let’s be honest, no one is really going to comment on whether or not I should keep on blogging.
If you’ve made it to the end of this probably senseless post, YAY for you and for me. If you decide to comment just to spite me, well, that’s cool too. I have that knee jerk reaction too when someone tells me I won’t do something.