I’m one of those weirdos that has been on the internet for far, far too long.
My whole life unravels with a simple Google search of my full name. I have links to my blog and my Twitter, Pinterest, Instagram, and Facebook accounts. I’m everywhere. I also have all those applications on my phone, so I’m connected 24/7 whether I want to be or not.
So, how did it start?
I’ve been blogging for longer than I can remember, so I think it would be fair to say that I love it. A lot. I have had some great experiences and opportunities due to my blogs. Lately, I’ve had a few people ask why and how I got into blogging, so I thought I would try to shed some light on how it all happened. Today I’m writing about why I got into blogging (and why you should too).
Writing is awesome.
I have been a ‘writer’ for as long as I can remember. Some kids are talented in art, in sport, or in public speaking. I am a writer. I get a sense of calm when I start typing on a blank page. Writing has been my way of communication for a long, long time. I am an open book when it comes to the easy stuff. I can tell you absolutely anything – right down to the nitty, gritty details that you could probably do without.
(Sorry about that). However, talking about the stuff that really matters is hard, so I write it down instead.
Starting a blog has made me realise exactly how awesome writing is. It is a great ability and it is something I love. That’s why I’m a little protective of this space. You don’t get to see my reactions as I type certain lines or craft emotional posts. You can only guess how I’m feeling when I write these posts, but this is me and only me. I have nowhere to hide. I’m putting myself ‘on the line’ for anyone and everyone, and that is daunting.
You meet some incredible people.
As terrifying as it is, blogging connects you with some incredible people. I started blogging when I was sixteen (probably – maybe seventeen). Either way, that is a long time. I have met some amazing people and built great friendships with people I have never met in person. It’s hard to believe, no?
I think bloggers are a different ‘breed’ of people as we’re constantly putting ourselves and our work/life on display in one of the most public ways possible. I have met people who have been years older and younger than me. I have met men and women. Heck, I even dated a guy who happened to stumble across my blog. I had a blog friend, Jess, visit New Zealand and stay at my house for two (ish) weeks. I wouldn’t have met her if I hadn’t started a blog all those years ago. It’s kind of crazy how it works, but I love it.
Blogging is the perfect outlet.
Like I said, I am not a real sporty, artsy, or overly confident public speaker. Sure, I like all those things, but there’s just something about blogging that I love. It goes back to the writing thing. If I was a runner, I would run. If I was an artist, I would paint.
I’m a writer, so I blog. I blogged through some of the more ‘angsty’ years of my life, so I remember the feeling of relief I would get as soon as I hit the ‘publish’ button. It was like the whole issue disappeared as soon as I was finished writing. Not only that, but there were people who got what I was writing about and they wanted to help me. I could write and write and write, and there would always be someone who said: “Yes! I get what you mean!” that’s why blogging is perfect. For me.
The internet is a place of inspiration.
Look around. You can find all the inspiration you want (and some that you definitely don’t need) on the internet. I started blogging because I had things that I wanted to share, so blogging seemed like the logical choice. For some, it’s Pinterest and others it’s Instagram.
The blog (and person) that inspired me to start was Izzy. I read her blog for the longest time before I started mine. So, who knows? Start a blog. You might inspire someone yourself.
You learn a lot.
I have learned how to write for specific audiences. I have learned how to ‘share my voice’ without being overly obnoxious (hopefully). I have learned how to take that ‘perfect‘ Instagram snap (not really). I have learned how to edit photos. I have learned that Internet-land can be a cruel, cruel place. I have learned how to stick up for my writing and myself.
Mainly, I have learned a lot about myself. It takes a lot of time and dedication to create and maintain a blog. I’ve been doing this for close to six years now. How insane is that? I do have my moments with this space of mine, but I do love it and I plan on being around for a long, long time.
- Why did you start blogging?
- How do you explain to your friends that you’re a blogger?
- What is the best thing about blogging?
- Have you ever thought about writing a book?