Why Do I Blog?

I’ll start with the “don’ts.” I don’t blog because it’s the “in” thing to do. Although that’s convenient, I’m not being a fad-follower. I don’t blog simply because I want more likes on social media.I don’t blog because I have to. I don’t blog because I was asked to. Sure, that’s how I was introduced, but it has become far more than that.

I blog because words are the page are often easier than speaking words into the air. If you asked me to explain all of this in the form of a speech, I probably wouldn’t be able to do it coherently, and I’d embarrass myself in the process. I like communication, but I don’t like peers’ eyes watching my every move as I wave my arms around trying to come up with a word on the spot. I don’t like being watched as I speak – or even as I type! (I love having a finished post, but I’ve never liked over-the-shoulder-readers. It’s a surprise!) I enjoy being able to communicate my thoughts, and I’m thankful that I’ve been given this alternative gift that I can use to do that. It gives me confidence knowing that I have this ability to reach out. I especially love being able to share the joy of my Lord in unimaginable places. Places I didn’t even know my thoughts could reach. (If you blog, you should watch your stats and see just how far your blog is reaching! It’s amazing!) I’m an introvert. Introverts usually have a lot to say, but are too, well, introverted to say it all out loud. We still have big personalities, you know. 😉 Blogging has opened up an avenue of expression for me. It’s an avenue for comfort, stress-relief, humor, and the occasional word-vomit. It gives me a way to be me.

I blog because it’s fun. I just like blogging! It’s fun to see that people enjoy what I write and want to see more of it. It’s fun coming up with topics. Usually when I write, I also learn. There’s always more to learn about your topic through the researching process. I find that I’m always learning from other bloggers based on their writing styles, organization, and the deep thoughts they put on the page. I even learn more about myself that I probably wouldn’t have if I held back. My eyes have been opened to the wonderful world of blogging and the community of communicators just like me, and it’s fun to watch it grow. There’s nothing more satisfying than being part of a community that works together and helps each other. Bloggers help bloggers.

I blog because I’m a writer. I’ve always been a writer. I can’t imagine my life without writing. I was the kid with journals. The kid who wrote mystery stories and loved getting AR points in school because I read so much. I was the kid who always said English was my favorite subject – after I got past my science phase, thankfully. One time I actually started a short story series about a talking shoe (because we were learning about personificaion). I can’t remember his name, but this tennis shoe had some really great adventures. I wrote about my family and my friends. I wrote letters to my family and friends. Writing was my hobby and my friend. On into high school, the only subject I really liked was English. I got out of doing a debate once by agreeing to write a report on the debate topic instead – and I loved it. I got some weird looks from my friends for that one, that’s for sure. When I reached college, I knew I had no other choice but to major in writing. So that’s exactly what I did. I learned just about every style of writing while I was there, and I liked them all. But when I was introduced to blogging, I fell in love. I looked forward to my blogging homework, and when the teacher said we could write “more, but no less” than a certain number of words, I almost always wrote more unless I ran out of time. In my last semester at school, my capstone class had a “what do you want to do when you grow up” discussion. Most people were saying they wanted to be authors or technical writers. My list was:

  1. Professional blogger
  2. Editor
  3. Technical writer

I didn’t know how to get to my number one favorite job, but I knew I would like to try. I knew it’s something I could be passionate about and really want to work at. I could go on, but you get the point. Being a writer is more than slapping an essay down on your required length of pages. It’s the part of a person that stems from creativity, passion, and a heart for language and communication. A heart for the written word.

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