Why I blog
I have been tagged by the lovely Meghan to give 5 reasons why I blog. My first reaction to this question was a simple "Hell if I know!", but in the last several days I have endeavoured to give it some actual thought and here is what I came up with:
The Remembering: I think the writing that I have been most proud of in this blog has been the memoir pieces. When a memory from my life pops its head up and demands to be shared, the words flow effortlessly. Well, almost effortlessly. But the pieces seem to write themselves and the memories come back to me so strongly that I feel like a time traveller. As I grow older, reflecting on who I am and what made me becomes more important. But, I have no children to tell my stories to. I guess this is one way to say "Hey! I was here."
The Sharing: Which brings me to the second reason: sharing bits of my life, important and mundane, with people who care. Moving 3,000 miles away from your friends and family is probably never easy; doing it after your 40th birthday means you leave behind the easy connections you have made over a lifetime. Making new friends at my age is not easy, but my creepy Internet friends make me feel a little less lonely.
The Writing: I hate to write. And yet...there are times when I just have to write. Writing has made me stop and notice more. I experience events differently, I read books differently. I appreciate language more. I admire the craft I see other people practicing. I begin to see my own style and form. I compare my own writing unfavourably sometimes, but the striving to be a better writer never goes away.
The Not-writing: I love that I write entries constantly in my head even if they never actually get written. Knowing that I have a place of my own to write my thoughts makes me reflect more about my life. I like having a life story always playing in my head.
The People: Bloggers are great people! Being a part of this community, even if I am only the most minor of players, makes me proud. I love reading your words and sharing mine.
The last part of this should be to tag other people, but since I am fairly late to this party, nearly all of the bloggers I stalk have already been tagged by someone else. Unless....
Has anyone tagged The Bears??
The Remembering: I think the writing that I have been most proud of in this blog has been the memoir pieces. When a memory from my life pops its head up and demands to be shared, the words flow effortlessly. Well, almost effortlessly. But the pieces seem to write themselves and the memories come back to me so strongly that I feel like a time traveller. As I grow older, reflecting on who I am and what made me becomes more important. But, I have no children to tell my stories to. I guess this is one way to say "Hey! I was here."
The Sharing: Which brings me to the second reason: sharing bits of my life, important and mundane, with people who care. Moving 3,000 miles away from your friends and family is probably never easy; doing it after your 40th birthday means you leave behind the easy connections you have made over a lifetime. Making new friends at my age is not easy, but my creepy Internet friends make me feel a little less lonely.
The Writing: I hate to write. And yet...there are times when I just have to write. Writing has made me stop and notice more. I experience events differently, I read books differently. I appreciate language more. I admire the craft I see other people practicing. I begin to see my own style and form. I compare my own writing unfavourably sometimes, but the striving to be a better writer never goes away.
The Not-writing: I love that I write entries constantly in my head even if they never actually get written. Knowing that I have a place of my own to write my thoughts makes me reflect more about my life. I like having a life story always playing in my head.
The People: Bloggers are great people! Being a part of this community, even if I am only the most minor of players, makes me proud. I love reading your words and sharing mine.
The last part of this should be to tag other people, but since I am fairly late to this party, nearly all of the bloggers I stalk have already been tagged by someone else. Unless....
Has anyone tagged The Bears??
Labels: Creative pursuits
posted by allison | 12:45 PM
4 Comments:
I love that I write entries constantly in my head even if they never actually get written.
My thoughts aren't thoughts anymore, they're merely unwritten blog entries. I swear, that's how I think now!
Also, even though we've met in person... can I still be considered one of your creepy Internet friends? Please?
Of course! Meeting a creepy Internet friend does not take away their creepy Internet-ness. I still consider my husband to be a creepy Internet friend, too. [grin]
*much bouncing up and down of Bears*
We're tagged! We're tagged!
OK Bye
Blinky
I think that everyone's pretty much had the same reasons! I've been tagged twice, but feel silly now saying "yeah, what everyone else said" in my Blog.
Helen at work :-)
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