Ever wonder why one blogs? For some its educational, to get the word out on a specific topic. Some do it to keep in contact with family, taking them on a journey through the years posting pictures, reports and odd and end of day-to-day life. While others, I believe, hope to get their name out, earn money and become a successful writer. And still others view it as just another job. None of these reasons are horrible. I know several who do a little of each and absolutely love it. There is no shame in any of the reasons to blog.
So why do I blog? I was asked this the other day. Is there
something that draws me in to it over another? Do I do it to become popular?
Because surely isn’t blogging one huge popularity contest?
I suppose it is. Though I have never felt the need to be so.
I will not lie; I am thrilled when people read. There is some sort of
satisfaction that comes from knowing people enjoy my writing, and my thoughts.
But at the same time, I did not start out to become the biggest blogger around.
Just the same, I realize and recognize that not everyone is going to like the
way you write, what you have to say or find what you write about to be all that
wonderful. I do not and will not hold that against them.
As for money? Or fame? No, I do not earn money for blogging. I do not do
this as my day job and while I would love to think I have people who read and
enjoy my endless amount of rambling, thoughts and input, I am in no way famous
for it either.
So then why? The answer is simply that I enjoy it and love
to write. It should come to no surprise to anyone that I do. I was one of those
kids who kept a journal growing up. I wrote in it every day in fact for most of
my childhood. I still keep one to this day, though not on a daily basis as I
And I blog because I love to share things I know, whether it
is in regards to parting, or my endless amount of Disney World travel knowledge
or hockey. And occasional I love to share my poetry, which at times can be on a
bit of the terrible and embarrassing side. But nonetheless I share it anyway.
I always thought blogging would help prepare for my career
in writing. I toyed with journalism for about a half minute, but have never
really had a desire to do that kind of writing. Rather, my work and my
aspiration have been on the creative writing side. If blogging should ultimately help, then so be it.
I do so because it is fun. It is not work or a chore. No one
makes me do it. No one tells me to do it. Rather it is something that I look
forward to doing. It is my escape. It is my own corner of the world, my own
Perhaps that is enough reason.