I’ve spent several years trying to keep up with blogging. It’s a good thing for a writer to do, I really believe that. After all, writing is what writers do and a blog is a way to develop a healthy writing habit. However, it’s something I’ve found difficult to maintain for reasons I’ve yet to fathom out.
I know I can create a writing habit and I know I can stick to it. So what is it with my blog? I think the key thing is that there are so many good blogs out there on the process of writing. The technical stuff that we writers need to know. In fact, I think many writers are very generous with their ‘gifts’ of knowledge, helping other writers by sharing what has worked for them or systems they’ve developed from the big picture to the nitty gritty. And there is a blog on every aspect of writing every week, and probably every day. That’s a lot of blogs. And I’m not sure there is room for any more. And, more to the point, I don’t want to blog about what everybody else is blogging about.
“Your beliefs become your thoughts,
Your thoughts become your words,
Your words become your actions,
Your actions become your habits,
Your habits become your values,
Your values become your destiny.”
― Mahatma Gandhi
So back to basics. The modern blog originated in the late 1990’s, not that long ago in the big scheme of things, and it progressed from the concept on an online diary or journaling. I’ve kept diaries for years, a habit that was instilled in me by my mother who regularly scribbled notebooks of all shapes and sizes; including a tiny one dating back to the mid 1950’s when she met my father.
I’m going to blog about my writer within, the face behind this committed scribophile. Like many writers, I’ve had a life ‘before writing’. I’m a daughter, a sister, a mother, an aunt and a wife (including an ex-wife). I’ve been a nurse, a manager, a human resource consultant and I’ve ran my own company. I left school with three O levels and in my late twenties I completed a Masters in Business Administration whilst working full time and a single mother of a very active five year old son.
I’m going to blog about my writing life in the context of the world around me. What’s gone well and not so well. What strengths I’ve pulled on and the times I’ve fallen of the treadmill. And I’ll be honest, I’m not doing this for anyone else but me. It’s a warts and all kind of thing. A personal record. Something that I can look back on and remember (or maybe choose to forget). Having said that, I’d be honoured to have you along…
P.S. Check out my new home for My Writer Within where I can’t promise not to ramble but hopefully share the things that make up my life behind the mask.