Writing has always been cathartic for me, a kind of love affair that has stayed true down the ages. From penning alternate realities to venting out into a journal at crucial moments, writing was something that came to me instinctively. To those reading this, I’ll admit I’m not the most eloquent or poetically correct of writers, but I do pride myself on being slightly to the right of the bell curve. (Hopefully that is not a prophetic statement.)
When I first started blogging, I just wanted to create a small, digital archive of my work. A small piece of me that is out there where I can say: ‘Look, I created that. That is me.‘
Just create something new – P.S. I Love You
Eventually, as with all creative projects that are shoved aside for daily routine tasks, my first blog floundered and died slowly in anonymity, mourned by barely a handful of friends and family.
With #Blogging101, I’m trying to change that cycle. Hopefully with a little bit of regular posting, I’ll find my voice. I’ll find a way to connect with and build my audience (the kind that aren’t here for a follow-back) and perhaps over time, create a blog that won’t perish anonymously because I got bored.
Keeping my fingers crossed.